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Chapter 238 Sikong Qianluo, Battle of the Ruined Temple

The wilderness, the wild.

On a snowy night, Chu Zhao walked through the snow without leaving any traces.

Suddenly, the figure of a young girl caught his attention.

The girl was dressed in a yellow outfit, looked a little thin, and was carrying a long spear on her back, looking very heroic.

Under the moonlight, the girl's eyes can be clearly seen, showing two strange colors, one green and one blue.

It is a rare heterochromia in the world!
Oh, it turns out to be the eldest lady of Xueyue City, the daughter of the Gun Immortal, Sikong Qianluo.

She really has a slim waist, long legs, fair skin and beautiful looks.

Especially the eyes, which add three more colors.

The girl was lively and skipping around with a spear on her back, which made Chu Zhao feel much better.

What's even more rare is that Chu Zhao discovered that Sikong Qianluo's eyes were very suitable for practicing a pupil technique that he obtained by chance.

This immediately made him want to take in a disciple and pass on his skills to him.

Although he was not interested in it, it was the first time in his life that he had the urge to accept a disciple.

Sikong Qianluo's martial arts were passed down from his father, the spear master Sikong Changfeng.

But in Chu Zhao's opinion, it was somewhat of a waste of talent.

Sikong Changfeng's strength is just average.

Of course, in his eyes, even if there were a hundred Zhao Yuzhen, their evaluation would be mediocre.

Sikong Qianluo is a lively girl with a simple mind but a strong heart. She is only slightly inferior to Lei Wujie who is born with a delicate mind. She is a good candidate for cultivation.

Coincidentally, the pupil technique he obtained was a Taoist technique called the Forbidden Spirit Eye.

This pupil technique can cut off a person's internal energy at a glance and block the flow of internal energy. If practiced to a high level, it can even imprison immortals.

Of course, only ghosts and immortals can be imprisoned.

This ghost immortal is not the ghost immortal in the realm of cultivation, but an immortal in the soul state in the fairy court.

In layman's terms, it is a god without a physical body.

It is worth mentioning that they can only cultivate to the Ghost Fairyland at best, which means that even if they cultivate to the peak, they can only tie with Mo Yi who went astray and achieved the Ghost Fairyland.

They are the ones guarding the four poles.

Don't ask him why he knew it so clearly, because during his final battle with Li Changsheng, he had fought with immortals and even flew to the so-called fairyland with Li Changsheng.

In the fairy world, although I have never seen old guys like Su Baiyi, after hearing their names, I understand why Li Changsheng is the ceiling of combat power.

To Chu Zhao, this pupil technique is useless.

Firstly, the conditions for training were too harsh, as one had to be born with heterochromia. Secondly, with his current strength, no master in the world could match him, so it was useless to train him.

The so-called Taoism is nothing more than a tool.

When one reaches this level, every move, every breath, every frown, is the Dharma.

If one can cut a river with one palm, a mountain with one sword, and a river with one spear, then one can be called an immortal. However, in Chu Zhao's eyes, he is nothing but that.

For Mo Yi, who was at the ghost fairy level, meeting the current him, it would only take one palm strike to defeat him.

Looking at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, Sikong Qianluo subconsciously took out the black gold spear.

This spear is called Silver Moon and was used by Sikong Changfeng when he was young.

As the saying goes: Silver Moon Spear, crying heartbroken.

This gun is considered a formidable weapon in the martial arts world.

"Who are you and why are you blocking my way?"

It can be seen that Sikong Qianluo is very alert, which makes Chu Zhao feel that something is wrong.

Should I reply to myself: Hey, don’t be afraid, little girl, I’m a good person?

If that were true, I'm afraid Sikong Qianluo would have stabbed him with his gun.

Or, I see that you are gifted, so I have a set of kung fu to teach you and would like to take you as my disciple?
It doesn't seem impossible, but the matter of taking a disciple must be discussed with his father.

Chu Zhao felt that what he was best at was winning people over with virtue. With his own virtue, Sikong Changfeng would definitely cry and beg him.

So Chu Zhao turned around and left, leaving Sikong Qianluo with a puzzled look on his face.

"What's going on? Is he just an ordinary person on the road?
Come to think of it, this guy is really good-looking. Was I too fierce just now and scared him?"

Sikong Qianluo felt somewhat guilty, but then he thought, there were so many assassins, gangsters, and bandits along the way, what if a young man who didn't know martial arts encountered danger?
Such a good-looking young man would definitely be abducted by someone. His peerless appearance would not only attract women, but also men...

Thinking of this, Sikong Qianluo hurriedly used his Qinggong skills and after a few jumps caught up with Chu Zhao who was walking slowly.

"Hey, young master, there are a lot of gangsters in this area recently, it's very dangerous outside.

Where are you going? If it's on your way, I can give you a ride."

Chu Zhao turned around in surprise, thinking that this girl was kind-hearted, and said, "Girl, are you calling me?"

Sikong Qianluo was so angry that he laughed. He swept his spear around and said, "Who else is there in this wilderness besides you? Am I talking to a ghost?"

ghost?
Chu Zhaowan's heart suddenly popped up and he pointed at his nose in surprise.

"Girl, can you see me? That's great, it's really great, it's been thirty years, a full thirty years!
No one can see me, but I didn’t expect the girl could see me!
I have tried many methods, but nothing has been left.

Girl, do you know how I have been living these years?
No one could hear me, no one could see me, and I couldn't touch anything. I felt like I was abandoned by the world.

I am lonely, so lonely!
I never thought you could see me and hear me."

Chu Zhao's acting skills exploded, sometimes he was excited, sometimes sad, and finally he burst into tears, it was so touching.

Sikong Qianluo stood there in a daze. She looked carefully at Chu Zhao's feet and found that he was actually floating on the snow, leaving no footprints along the way.

Even in the unique situation of walking on snow without leaving any trace, it is impossible to stop in one place without leaving any trace under your feet.

At least in her opinion, absolutely not!
"What...what's going on?"

Sikong Qianluo knew from a young age that his eyes were different from others. Could it be that he saw something dirty?
The little girl's face turned pale in an instant.

"Ghost...you are...a ghost...help!"

With a scream that pierced through gold and split rock, Sikong Qianluo ran away wildly.

She dared to swear to heaven that tonight was definitely the best time she had used her Qinggong in her life. She only regretted that she had not practiced well and that her parents had not given her two more legs.

Woo woo woo, it’s so scary, it’s so scary outside, I want to go back to Xueyue City.

……

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Snow and wind, ruined temple.

Places like ruined temples have always been rather evil. Many stories take place in ruined temples, both in books and in real life.

Coincidentally, the story is happening in the dilapidated temple in the snow and wind tonight.

Lei Wujie was lying on the ground with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Se put his sleeves in his hands and stood in front of the little guy intentionally or unintentionally with a stern expression.

As for Tang Lian, she stood on the other side of Xiao Se, adjusting her breathing to heal her injuries.

On the other side, Ming Hou and Yue Ji had a great advantage. Tang Lian fought with injuries, so naturally she was no match for Ming Hou and Yue Ji.

Lei Wujie is a rookie. Although he has a strong foundation, he is not even at the Vajra Ordinary Realm now, let alone a match for Ming Hou.

When he was helping Tang Lian block the knife just now, he was chopped away by Ming Hou's sword.

"You idiot, can you easily block the sword of Lord Ming?"

Xiao Se cursed and felt helpless. He never expected that after leaving Xueyue Villa, the first people he would face would be killers of the level of Ming Hou and Yue Ji.

If he were in his prime, he would naturally not take these two people seriously.

But now...it's no longer the same as it used to be!

More importantly, there are experts behind Yue Ji and Ming Hou.

Although they did not show up, he felt those three auras, which were only stronger than his peak period.

As for their side...there was a girl dressed as a man in the ruined temple. She was quite powerful and even stronger than Tang Lian, the eldest disciple of Xueyue City.

However, this strength is far from enough compared to those three auras.

I'm afraid tonight will be difficult. I don't know what's in the golden coffin that has attracted so many monsters.

Just when Xiao Se was worried, he heard Lei Wujie laughing.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, shouted in pleasure, and said excitedly: "I have experienced your knife, but you have not seen my fist."

After saying that, Lei Wujie rushed towards Ming Hou like thunder.

At this time, Yue Ji moved.

She jumped up, her long gown fluttering. A purple shadow flashed by, and the sword she tied to her clothes had already stabbed Lei Wujie in the chest.

"Well done!"

Lei Wujie laughed loudly, clenched his palms, and grabbed the sword that was thrusting at him.

Yue Ji bent over and kicked Lei Wujie in the chest. Lei Wujie had to quickly drop his sword and retreat. A silver light flashed on Yue Ji's toes, which turned out to be a very thin sawtooth, which passed across Lei Wujie's chest.

"I've always heard that the Lei family of Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall has the best firearms in the world, but I didn't expect that the little brother's internal strength is also amazing. He can even hold my sword with his bare hands." Yue Ji exclaimed.

"Thank you for your kind words, young lady." Lei Wujie let out a long breath, clenched his fists, and a burst of heat suddenly rose from his body. He shouted angrily and punched Yue Ji.

The punch was extremely powerful. Before the fist reached Yue Ji's eyes, a large piece of the snow behind her had been broken into pieces.

"This is the Lei family's Wufang Fist. The Qi arrives before the fist. It is said that Lei Lie, the third in command of the Lei family, once injured the head of the Murong family with a single punch from ten meters away, using this set of boxing techniques." Tang Lian was also amazed in her heart. Although Lei Wujie looked young, his attainments in boxing techniques were already extraordinary.

Yue Ji avoided the fist wind and jumped up. She raised the corset sword, and the silver sword suddenly shone brightly under the moonlight, making everyone present want to cover their eyes.

For a moment, the sword seemed to blend into the moonlight. Yue Ji raised the sword and laughed softly, looking extremely graceful and elegant.

"No wonder her name is Yue Ji." Xiao Se couldn't help but agree.

Lei Wujie also looked up at the cold moonlight, which instantly condensed on the sword and scattered in the next moment.

Tang Lian quickly warned: "Be careful, that's not light, it's a sword!"

Lei Wujie understood, and he waved his fists wildly in the temple courtyard, forming a circle, and forcibly blocked the oncoming moonlight outside the circle.

Lei Wujie's fist was punching with great force, while Yue Ji used the Moon Shadow Sword and the Shadow Imitation Technique with great skill. For a moment, neither of them could do anything to the other and both were waiting for an opportunity.

Yue Ji was waiting for Lei Wujie to reveal a flaw. Just a tiny flaw would allow her to tear through Lei Wujie's defense. Lei Wujie was waiting for Yue Ji's offensive to weaken. With the help of Bing Xin Jue, he was confident that he could drag Yue Ji down, and then decide the outcome with one punch.

Unfortunately, Lei Wujie has too little combat experience after all.

Yue Ji just revealed a flaw, and he foolishly fell into the trap.

Fortunately, his last name is Lei, the Lei family of Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall. The unique skill of their Lei family’s gatekeeper is the art of gunpowder.

boom!
A huge explosion sounded, blasting the attacking moonlight into pieces. Lei Wujie stepped backwards and fell to the ground, breathing heavily like a bellows, and a large area of ​​his clothes behind him was wet.

Yue Ji did not chase after him, but rolled over and stood firmly on the snow.

"The Moon Shadow Sword and the Shadow Imitation Technique are both extremely effective in killing people." Tang Lian exclaimed in admiration as he looked at Yue Ji in the courtyard.

Yue Ji shook her head: "No matter how powerful the killing technique is, it is useless if the person who should be killed is not killed."

Lei Wujie sat on the ground, panting, and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "You won this round just now."

Yue Ji shook her head again, smiled, and said the classic words from Shao Ge.

"You're joking, little brother. For us assassins, there's no winning or losing, only life or death."

Lei Wujie stood up, his expression becoming more and more excited: "I never thought that I would meet an opponent like you when I first entered the martial arts world. This is my luck, Lei Wujie."

Hearing this, Tang Lian, who was standing side by side with Xiao Se, couldn't help but look at this guy.

But I was thinking in my heart that there was something wrong with this guy.

It was just that Lei Wujie had blocked a knife for him before, which made Tang Liang feel quite favorable towards him.

After all, he is a disciple of Leimen, and he is going to Xueyue City to become a disciple. From now on, they will be family brothers.

Lei Wujie naturally had no idea what Tang Lian was thinking. He used his internal energy and heat surged all over his body. His red robe fluttered in the wind like a ball of fire under the moonlight, and his pupils turned fiery red in an instant.

Just as he was about to continue rushing forward, a faint voice came from the temple.

"It's just Yue Ji, there's no need to fight to the death."

Before he finished speaking, Lei Wujie felt a wisp of fragrant breeze passing by his nose, and a white figure was already standing in front of him.

Then, she threw a punch, and the golden fist shadow rushed straight towards Yueji.

"Tsukihime, be careful!"

Ming Hou immediately swung his sword, and the force of the sword was like thousands of troops galloping forward, carrying supreme momentum and dominance.

Lei Wujie had no doubt that this knife could easily cut a person in half. It was not as gentle and dangerous as Yue Ji's sword energy just now. It was unreasonably dangerous.

It is very direct, leaving people nowhere to hide and nowhere to defend. The only way to break it is a stronger attack.

However, the man in white in front of him showed no intention of attacking again, and just watched the oncoming sword energy quietly.

What surprised Lei Wujie even more was that the sword energy collided with the fist shadow and couldn't even stop for a moment, and was directly shattered by the fist.

The golden fist continued to move forward with unabated momentum, and then it collided with the sword energy thrust out by Yue Ji. Just like the knife energy, it shattered as soon as it touched it.

So strong!

At this moment, these two words flashed through Lei Wujie's mind.

Just as the fist was about to hit Yueji, a huge black sword fell from the sky and shattered the golden fist.

Tang Lian's expression suddenly changed: "This is... Heavy Sword Xuanyun, Xuanyun is here too?!"

Lei Wujie turned his head and looked at him, his face full of desire for knowledge.

Before Tang Lian could speak, Xiao Se said, "Five years ago, a master suddenly appeared in a little-known assassin organization, the Blood Killing Hall. He has made 27 attacks so far and has never failed. Even the elder of Wushuang City in Xiaoyao Tianjing died under his sword. He ranks second on the Jianghu Assassin List.

It is said that his strength is unfathomable, but he looks ugly, so he wears a mask all day long. No one has ever seen him, and no one knows his name. All they know is that he wields a huge black sword named Xuanyun, so people in the martial arts world call him Xuanyun.

Lei Wujie said "oh" and asked curiously: "He is the second, then who is the first?"

"The murderer Wang Litian, but he has not appeared in the martial arts world for a long time."

Thinking of Li Tian's current identity, that he is just a guard beside Grand Tutor Dong Zhu, Xiao Se added: "Speaking of which, Li Tian is no longer considered a killer, so Xuan Yun is number one on the killer list."

(End of this chapter)