Chapter 1113 - Chapter 1113: Rakshasa l s Might, Attack (2)
Chapter 1113: Rakshasa l s Might, Attack (2)
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Su Xuan snorted. “If your martial arts are as good as your mouth, you might be able to last a few more moves against me.”
The assassin in black was enraged and his eyes widened. “Arrogant brat!”
He turned around and injected his internal energy into the Raging Flames Killing Blade before slashing at Su Xuan angrily.
Su Xuan took another stab from him.
What a powerful burning aura!
Seeing that he had been blocked again, the assassin in black was immediately furious. “Young brat, I admit that you have some ability to withstand two of my attacks!”
Su Xuan could tell something.
Those who practiced such cultivation techniques had very bad tempers. Their
disadvantage was that they were easily angered, and their advantage was their explosive power.
Su Xuan stopped fighting with him.
As he dodged, he induced him to attack and exhausted his stamina. At the same time, he observed if his burning aura was the same as the burning aura in Wei Qing’s body previously.
Seeing that Su Xuan never fought him head-on and was always dodging, the assassin in black shouted angrily,
“Young brat! Are you going to fight or not? Does the dignified Jade-faced Rakshasa only know how to hide like a rat?”
The assassin in black was furious!
Damn it!
It was not satisfying!
Su Xuan was almost done observing.
“Now, it’s my turn to attack.”
“If you want to come out, so be it. Why are you shouting!”
Su Xuan looked at him coldly. With a twist of his wrist, a cold aura poured out of the Rakshasa Sword.
The cold blade seemed to have suddenly been covered in a thin layer of frost.
“What?”
The assassin in black frowned.
In the next moment…
The Rakshasa Sword was out, and the King of Hell’s Hall opened!
Break!
“F*ck, f*ck, f*ck—”
The assassin’s Raging Flames Killing Blade sword was sent flying.
He was also sent flying by this majestic cold sword qi.
What was worse was that the sword qi pierced his meridians and diaphragm, instantly sealing his internal energy.
His organs felt as if they had been pierced by countless icicles. It was so painful that he lay on the ground and did not even have the strength to get up.
Was this Jade-faced Rakshasa’s strength..
It was actually… terrifying…
Su Xuan flew down, his robe fluttering in the wind like a blooming holy lotus.
The dark alley seemed to light up a little.
The assassin in black trembled in pain.
Su Xuan walked towards him casually.
The assassin was really afraid. “Your… your companion has been captured… Aren’t you going to chase after him?”
“You mean those two?”
Su Xuan looked indifferently at the house not far away.
The assassin in black turned around and almost shouted.
He clearly remembered that when he fought with Rakshasa, these two guys had left with Wei Xu’s eldest son.
Why were the two of them pierced through the chest by two broken wooden pieces and stabbed into the wall?
Was it that move just now?
Not only did he severely injure himself, but he also killed two others?
Rakshasa’s strength was too terrifying!
The assassin gritted his teeth and said, “Aren’t you afraid of losing control by using your strength so brazenly?”
He more or less knew a little about the Rakshasa secret technique.
The stronger the Rakshasa was, the closer he was to losing control.
Su Xuan said indifferently, “Before that, I will definitely kill all of you.” The assassin’s mouth twitched.
“Hmph, you can only kill the three of us. Don’t forget, there’s still one more person. If you don’t chase after her, she will really kill your companion!” There was no worry in Su Xuan’s eyes.
The man in black realized something and his expression changed. “You still have people?! ”
Chu Feifeng carried the unconscious Ghostfear and escaped.
When they passed by a dilapidated courtyard, a melodious sound of a zither suddenly came from ahead.
The clear spring that was like a mountain stream was also like a breeze in a secluded valley. It carried a hint of coolness and made one feel refreshed in the hot midsummer.
Chu Feifeng stopped in her tracks.
She was attracted by the sound of the zither, and her eyes gradually became unfocused.
She let go and tGhostfear, who was on her shoulder, fell to the ground.
She stepped over Ghostfear and slowly took a few steps forward. Suddenly, she pulled out the dagger at her waist and slowly aimed it at her heart.
Just as she was about to stab down, a tall figure suddenly flew over the roof and hit her dagger with his palm.
The dagger fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Chu Feifeng instantly came back to her senses.
She was about to kill the people in the courtyard when Guardian Liu pressed her wrist and shook his head at her.
“Who are you?” Guardian Liu asked warily in the courtyard.
The music in the courtyard stopped abruptly.
Guardian Liu hesitated for a moment and slowly walked towards the courtyard.
“We have no grudges with you. If we have offended you, please forgive us.”
As he spoke, he gently pushed open the open door to the courtyard. His other hand gripped the sword at his waist.
However, before he could draw his sword, a hidden weapon shot over!
He dodged back and a hidden weapon broke a strand of his long hair.
He looked at the hidden weapon that had sneaked into the opposite wall and his eyebrows twitched. “Pear Blossom Dart? Are you from the Hundred Flowers Palace?”
A cold voice came from the courtyard. “Get lost!”
Guardian Liu left the alley with Chu Feifeng.
Ling Yun walked out casually and looked at the unconscious Ghostfear on the ground. He snorted. “Hmph, consider yourself lucky.”
When Ghostfear woke up, he realized that he was lying in a room that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.
The familiar thing was that he seemed to have been here before.
The strange thing was that he had not been here for a long time.
He sat up and saw Ling Yun sitting on the futon drinking high-grade tea.
He frowned. “It’s you?”
He remembered where he was. It was Ling Yun’s courtyard in Pear Blossom Lane.
His expression was indescribable. “You want me to sleep on the ground?”
Ling Yun glanced at him. “Why? Do you still want to sleep on the bed?”
Ghostfear choked. “Who cares about sleeping in your bed?”
He thought of what had happened before he fainted and hurriedly asked, “Where’s Feifeng?”
Ling Yun chuckled. “Wake up. There’s no Feifeng. You were under a curse. That woman’s name is Wuyou..”