Volume 3 Meteor, Butterfly, Sword Chapter 85: Han Tang, the Killer and the Murdered
Small courtyard.
There were two people sitting in the courtyard.
A man in gray and a man in black.
Han Tang is fishing, and the other person has a sword on his waist!
The man in black was very handsome, with stars shining in his eyes; while Han Tang had an ordinary face, ordinary eyes, ordinary nose, and ordinary mouth.
But when so many ordinary facial features are put together, it makes people feel shocked and terrified. It is as if the superior predator suppresses the inferior prey naturally.
Han Tang saw Su Weiyun coming in, squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, and suddenly said: "You are the person from that day."
Su Weiyun smiled and said, "My injuries have healed."
Han Tang's face turned cold and he said, "I can beat you up again at any time!"
Su Weiyun slowly drew out the sword.
The sword was green in color, like water waves, swaying gently in the sunlight.
"I don't think you can fail to recognize whose sword it belongs to."
Han Tang's eyes narrowed, and he asked in surprise, "Are you the one sent by the old man?"
He stayed in the house all year round and had no idea that the garden manager had defected from his old man. Even if he really knew, he would never have thought that the garden manager was Su Weiyun in front of him!
So when he saw that Su Weiyun had the Xiaoxiang sword given by the old man, he treated Su Weiyun as his own.
Su Weiyun said: "Last time you thought I was someone sent by the old man, but I wasn't; this time you thought I wasn't, but I was. The world is always so wonderful."
As soon as the word "wonderful" came out, four people suddenly jumped up behind Su Weiyun.
Three of them rushed towards Han Tang quickly, and one of them stopped in front of him and confronted the man in black who was sitting next to Han Tang.
The three of them had almost the same speed, and even their body movements were almost the same.
Just like three arrows, the bowstring is released and the arrows hit the bull's eye!
Han Tang is the one who made the move.
Han Tang's face changed, his whole body tensed up, and the fishing rod in his hand suddenly tightened!
Su Weiyun stared at Han Tang closely.
He wanted to see how Han Tang would respond using the killing skills he had honed over the years.
Han Tang's response was indeed very clever. He had made three actions in this instant, and each action was directed at the three Feipeng Sect masters.
He wanted to let these three people know that even if he died, he would definitely take at least one person with him.
Moreover, he also wanted the three people to think that they were the ones being attacked, so that they would be afraid and would not dare to use their full strength.
He only has a chance if the three altar masters don't dare to try their best.
Sure enough, Xiao Yinpeng was the first to slow down.
A sharp light flashed in Han Tang's eyes. He threw up the fishing rod and the tough fishing line rolled towards Fang Tiepeng. His elbow pushed back and hit Luo Jinpeng right in the stomach!
If Han Tang could knock down these two people first, then the remaining people would not be a threat to him.
Who knew that at this moment, Xiao Yinpeng had already pounced on him!
Those who hesitated were the first to attack!
Han Tang knew that he had made a wrong judgment, so he had no choice but to press on and continue attacking, intending to bury both Luo Jinpeng and Fang Tiepeng with him!
Gu!
Many strange sounds blended together.
The three Feipeng Sect Masters and Han Tang suddenly "crowded" together.
There was blood on the ground.
Han Tang was attacked from both sides, his body was covered with wounds and his face was distorted.
The three forum masters were also very uncomfortable.
Apart from the fishing rod and his elbows, Han Tang seemed to have weapons all over his body, including his shoulders, knees, and two fists!
The faces of the four people all looked very ugly, and each of them had an extremely ferocious and terrifying expression.
No one knows who is dead and who is alive.
Tu Dapeng, holding the knife, still stood there, staring at the man in black motionlessly, as if Han Tang's battle a dozen feet away had nothing to do with him at all.
The sun is high in the sky at noon and a gentle breeze blows across my face.
At this moment, a sword suddenly flew over.
The sword seemed to have been flying for a long time, yet it also seemed to have arrived in an instant.
It feels like it appears at the critical moment when it is needed.
Just when the three Feipeng Sect Masters and Han Tang and his four companions were squeezed together, the sword flew over.
The sword shines green and its edge is cold and aggressive.
The blood on the ground was illuminated as light green.
Chi.
The tip of the sword was pointed at Han Tang's heart, gently piercing half an inch.
Han Tang shouted loudly, shocking everyone, just like a lion whose territory was invaded and expelling the intruder!
How could the King of Killers tolerate others killing him?
Han Tang actually still has the strength to punch!
Bang!
A punch suddenly flew towards the man holding the sword, and the air was shaking violently!
The person holding the sword is Su Weiyun.
He was indeed the last one to take action.
But at this time he had already let go of his right hand and flew up.
He hung in mid-air, tapping the hilt of the sword with his toes, like a fairy dancing a dance and then retreating after completing his mission. And with the power of this forward step, his whole body flew away with the wind.
Han Tang's punch naturally missed.
And with a little force, the sword slid straight into Han Tang's heart.
Just like the fish in the yard swimming in the water, smoothly and naturally.
The sword pierced Han Tang's heart.
Han Tang had an indescribable strange expression on his face.
The lonely person finally found his partner, and the wanderer who left his hometown returned to his home.
He finally died.
It turns out that no matter how powerful a killer is, he will be killed one day.
The Xiaoxiang sword still remains on Han Tang's heart.
Su Weiyun stood in the distance, staring at the sword.
Luo Jinpeng and Xiao Yinpeng withdrew at the same time.
Fang Tiepeng did not move. Like Han Tang, he would never move again.
Tu Dapeng sighed and said, "Tiepeng's Iron Shirt Kung Fu has already reached 80% of its level, but I didn't expect..."
Luo Jinpeng and Xiao Yinpeng didn't have the energy to feel sorry for others.
Luo Jinpeng squatted on the ground, his body bent like a shrimp, and immediately began to vomit violently, as if he wanted to vomit out all his intestines.
Xiao Yinpeng had blood oozing from the corner of his mouth and his left arm was hanging limply. He was probably disabled.
The three looked at the man in black.
They naturally thought that the man in black was also the old man's subordinate.
Tu Dapeng swung his knife forward and stabbed him in the chest.
Although this strike was not as good as Su Weiyun's stunning and fatal sword strike just now, it was also hard to find fault with it.
The man in black fell down immediately without saying a word.
Tu Dapeng said to himself: "Han Tang may never have imagined in his dreams how we knew where he lived, his identity, and his relationship with Sun Yubo."
After Luo Jinpeng finished vomiting, he said weakly: "Sun Yubo would never have thought that there was a spy among his confidants!"
Tu Dapeng said, "Not bad, not bad. Who would have thought that Sun Yubo would sometimes misjudge someone?"
The two of them spoke loudly, as if they were saying it on purpose for someone to hear.
Tu Dapeng retracted his knife and looked at the man in black lying on the ground.
The man in black wasn't really killed , he was just pretending to be dead.
But Tu Dapeng wanted him to stay alive and find a way to inform the old man that there was a spy among the old man's confidants.
In fact, it doesn’t matter whether there are spies or not. What matters is that this incident will once again severely hit the old man’s confidence.
First his son was executed, then there were spies around. Even if the old man was really a mountain, he couldn't help but be shaken.
The strong will be transformed. Tu Dapeng obviously also understands this principle.
Xiao Yinpeng looked at the three bodies on the ground and said, "This friend's swordsmanship is so sharp. Why haven't I heard of his name before?"
Su Weiyun did not answer, he was thinking deeply.
Xiao Yinpeng asked sternly: "Why don't you dare to answer me?"
Su Weiyun remained speechless.
"Do you have any conspiracy?!"
He suddenly took out a knife and walked towards Su Weiyun.
