Comprehensive martial arts: Give away opportunities and return 10,000 times critical hits!

Chapter 448

Ming Dynasty!

The suburbs of Yanjing.

Ten Mile Pavilion!

Ji Gang and the Taiping King Shi Gong Jiu met here.

The two didn't know what they were talking about.

At the time of separation, Ji Gang suddenly said: "Someone has seen the little old man of the [Invisible Man], who once made a move in Da Song Gusu, but is it true?"

"I don't know!"

Gong Jiu replied.

Ji Gang took two steps out.

"I heard that on the outskirts of the city, there is a stronghold of Jingwangfu, which has been under martial law since the daytime, and it seems that some big man has come. "

Gong Jiu's tone was cold, and he said, "The brocade guard of the Great Ming Eagle Dog, can't you smell it?"

"I heard that Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow have stepped into the realm of the Great Grandmaster, and they are all related to the Great Song Jing Palace!"

Ji Gang said: "Now that the two are dueling, will the King of Jing of the Great Song Dynasty come?"

Gong Jiujian raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ji Gang swept away, quietly disappeared into the night, and disappeared.

The night is as cool as water!

It's quiet.

"You're going?"

A voice rang out.

A young girl appeared on the branch on the side of the gazebo, and no one saw how she came from, as if she had been there all along.

The girl is dressed in a black dress.

The face was covered with a black veil.

Revealing a pair of crystal transparent and clear eyes on it.

You can vaguely see the girl's alluring appearance under the black veil.

Beautiful upturned nose.

Moist red sandalwood mouth.

Slightly upturned chin.

A delicate girl jumped on the page.

She is a member of the Beef Soup, the Killer [Invisible Man] organization.

Gong Jiu too.

In addition, there are [Eagle Eye Old Seven] and others in the Twelve Docks.

"He's missing!"

Gong Jiu's tone was flat.

The two are talking about the little old man Wu Ming.

"He's the Great Grandmaster!"

Beef broth emphasized.

"He once said that in the entire Ming Dynasty, the only ones who can be his opponent are Lang Chuyun and Xie Xiaofeng, who are not seen in the rivers and lakes!"

He also said that if he wanted to, he would be able to make a name for himself before the age of fifteen. "

"Don't forget! Our martial arts are all taught by him!"

The little old man Wu Ming's martial arts talent is very amazing.

Proficient in the long-lost mastery of many sects.

Martial arts are unfathomable.

He has personally cultivated a group of first-class masters who can shock the martial arts.

These people were used to form the Invisible Men organization.

Many robberies were designed in various parts of the Central Plains, and a lot of wealth was gradually obtained.

No one knows his goals, his ambitions.

Not long ago, someone asked Wu Ming to make a move with a lot of money, and he agreed, but unfortunately, he missed it this time.

"He's missing!"

Gong Jiu is like a child, stubbornly emphasizing it again.

Beef soup sighed and stopped talking.

Just as water boils at 100 degrees and freezes at 0 degrees.

It's the same with human nature.

Gong Jiu's sword is the Red Dragon Sealing Snow Sword.

I like to wear a white fox cape and dress gorgeously.

Nobody knows.

His swordsmanship is no less than that of Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow, because the people he killed were all dead, and there was no room for life.

How can a dead man preach his fame for him?

After Gong Jiu left, a sly smile appeared on the face of the beef soup, like a little fox in green clothes.

"He's a proud man!"

Another voice rang out.

"You shouldn't say that!"

A woman stands in the middle of a bush.

She was dressed in a gently fluttering robe, her face was not powdered, and the moonlight had lost its color beside her.

She just stood there casually, her long black and soft hair fluctuating slightly, like waves in the night.

She may be too tall.

But the slender body lines are soft.

There is an irresistible charm all over the body.

The contours of the face are pronounced.

A pair of cat-like eyes flashed with a blue light like the sea.

It seems cold and smart, but with an indescribable laziness, as if it has been tired of life for a long time.

"Sister Shaman!"

The girl jumped down and landed lightly, as if she had not fallen from a two-foot branch, but on a small step.

A childish smile bloomed on her face, like a girl who was more than just a girl, and said, "Sister Shaman, what are you talking about?"

Shaman is Gong Jiu's lover, who was sold to a brothel since he was a child, and was later ransomed by Gong Jiu.

She is also the killer of the Invisible Man.

"You said that on purpose!"

Sharman was not deceived by the appearance of beef soup, and if anyone thought she was innocent, he would definitely be deceived and ruined.

"You mentioned Lang Chuanyun and Xie Xiaofeng, but you didn't mention Gong Jiu, and said that martial arts were taught by that person, and you were deliberately provoking him!"

Beef soup grinned and said, "I really can't hide Sister Shaman's eyes, I really want to gouge out your eyes!"

She said so, and did so, a pair of white jade-like hands already brushed towards Shaman's blue eyes.

She used "Ruyi Orchid Hand", which was created by the beautiful Ruyi Fairy back then, but it was lost because it was extremely difficult to practice.

Shaman retreated as he pulled out a very thin and long steel wire from the edge of his robe.

She held it in her hand and played with it.

The steel wire is thin, tough, and shiny.

Her hands are long and powerful.

The steel wire was in her hand, and it quickly turned into the silhouette of a sword-dancing woman.

At the sharp end is the sword.

With a flick of her fingers, the sword style began to change, and in the flicker of the sword light, a tree with the thick mouth of a bowl broke.

"Ruyi Orchid Hand" is just a hand after all, and the hand stretched out by the beef soup retracted.

She smiled: "I didn't expect Miss Man's swordsmanship to be so good." "

Sharman faintly: "There are many unexpected things in this world. "

Shaman was completely expressionless, still fiddling with the wire in his hand.

The tough steel wire was as soft as a cotton thread in her slender fingers.

Beef soup smiled and said, "You know I'm provoking him, but I'm watching, I didn't remind him, it seems that we are the same!"

Sharman was speechless.

Beef soup held his little hand behind his back and said: "The little old man is missing, if Gong Jiu disappears again, the [Invisible Man] will naturally disappear!" (Read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

"Don't you want to live in the sun?"

She sighed and said, "I've had enough!"

The Invisible Man is as transparent as foam.

After they kill someone, they must not only be able to get away with it.

And leave absolutely no traces.

Therefore, although there are many tools for killing, there is absolutely only one correct way.

This requires not only great skill, but also great planning, great wisdom and patience.

So in recent years, there are fewer and fewer people who are qualified to join this kind of industry.

Anyone who does this must be a nameless person.

Not only must they be nameless, but they must also be invisible.

There are many ways to become invisible, and it's not witchcraft.

When the bubble is submerged in the sea, a glass of wine is poured into the wine squat, which is equivalent to being invisible.

Because no one else can see it, let alone find it.

Some people do the same.

These people only need to be in the sea of people as soon as they get there.

It's like a grain of rice mixed into a stone of rice.

Whoever tries to find him is very difficult, and he is already invisible.

However, there are always people who don't want to be invisible and want to live in the spotlight, and the beef soup that has been added since childhood is such a person.

The large lantern at the entrance of the manor, still burning with lamp oil, illuminated the doorway with a faint light.

A figure crept in, but no one noticed him, as if he were a ghost, completely absent.

The breeze is gentle and the lanterns are swaying.

The other person has disappeared.

Gong Jiu just entered the manor, and he felt bad.

It was as if he had passed through an invisible layer of air.

Entered a strange world.

In front of him was a low black mountain, surrounded by grass, and a tall figure stood in front of the mountain.

It was a man in gorgeous clothes, with a majestic figure, and at first glance he knew that he was a hero-like figure.

He looked like he was only in his thirties.

A handsome man who looks almost evil.

What particularly impresses you is that its skin is crystal clear and shimmering with a dazzling luster.

His long, shiny black hair, parted in the middle, hung down on his shoulders, which were much wider than the average person's.

The bridge of the nose is high and upright, and the eyes are radiant, like lightning, hiding an almost demonic charm.

One look at it and you'll never forget it.

With the figure and bearing of Ruoyuan Yuezhi, it makes people palpitate.

When Gong Jiu appeared.

The chill in the other party's eyes condensed, and his gaze fell on him like a knife: "You are my opponent this time?"

His voice roared like a tiger, and the echo roared across the cliffs near and far.

When Gong Jiu saw him, he suddenly remembered a figure on the rivers and lakes who was as famous as the waves, and his whole body was cold.

"Magician Pomban!"

Gong Jiu stared, not waiting for him to speak.

Pang Ban's hands were raised slightly, filled with streams of black gas, attacking him.

The black qi tangled in his hands, permeating all around, like a hideous demon, with cold fangs.

Gong Jiu's figure floated, and the sword was unsheathed.

That sword, cold and dazzling.

As far as the tip of the sword reached, it was immediately frozen.

Inside the gazebo.

Ren Yingying sat in Zhao Wuxian's arms, biting her lip.

Her front was slightly open.

White dress, caged to the waist.

The moonlight reflects the waterhole, rippling microwaves.

Dongfang is undefeated waiting on the side, the jade hand caresses the jasper teacup, the waist and hips are straight, quietly sipping tea, and the heat is curling.

As far as her eyes could see, the entire manor was shrouded in the feng shui bureau of the [Wind Queen Qimen].

The gazebo is lost and isolated, and it becomes a space of its own.

As Zhao Wuxian said, tonight is very lively.

First [Tianzun] Murong Qiudi, then [Sword Evil] Gong Jiu, as for the other little thieves, there are more.

It's just that these people were all sent to the inner world by Zhao Wuxian and arranged different opponents.

It's like a prisoner forced into the Colosseum.

These are all troubles brought by Yuhuatian and Wan Guifei.

Of course, Zhao Wuxian let them go back, not only because of these troubles.

Bargain (money), bargaining.

The little emperor made an offer, and Zhao Wuxian agreed, which seemed too casual.

Zhao Wuxian was multitasking, his eyes moved slightly, the space rippled, and the pale Snow Moon Sword Immortal appeared in the pavilion.

Hearing a subtle voice, Li Hanyi glanced lightly.

Ren Yingying lowered her head.

The pretty face is smudged, but the lips are cold.

The beads of sweat on the tip of the nose look like beads under the moon.

"Master, fortunately, I am not dishonored!"

Li Hanyi bowed.

When she woke up before Murong Qiudi, she was considered victorious.

Of course, winning is also a miserable victory, and the battle of the great grandmaster is already very dangerous.

If she hadn't been under the oppression of "The Book of Forgetting Love", and then realized Xuanyou, I'm afraid that the person who lost would be Li Hanyi.

The world she is in is only one of the secret realms of Kyushu, although there is no shortage of top-level martial arts, but there is a gap with Kyushu.

Zhao Wuxian squinted his eyes and looked at her.

"Since you have made meritorious contributions, this chalcedony left by the bones of the immortals contains a trace of origin, which can cure your Dao injuries!"

With a wave of his hand, a piece of immortal bone flew out and landed on Li Hanyi's hand.

This immortal bone was once a demon bone mortgaged by the Heavenly Remnant Monk of Jiming Temple, and the remnant soul in it was punished by Zhao Wuxian.

Fairy bone chalcedony became his inventory.

Dragged by the remnants of the Martial Immortals?

When Li Hanyi touched it, he felt that the surging power contained in it was not inferior to a heaven-level divine pill.

"Thank you, master!" Li Hanyi kowtowed excitedly.

【Ding!You give Li Hanyi fairy bone chalcedony!】

[You trigger 10,000 times the crit return!]

[You have obtained the Jade Crystal Chalcedon!].