Inside the cave, the underground river had long since dried up, and in the distance, there were even rock collapses that blocked the river channel. The remaining part was also a strange rock, which seemed like a ferocious ghost with its teeth and claws exposed in the darkness, making people feel as if they had arrived at the Ghost Gate Pass.
Because he was afraid of exposing his target, Zhang Yuanshan did not light the fire, and instead relied on his eyes to move forward with the weak light that came in from outside. Xiang Zhenzhen tightly grasped his collar, closely following him as he moved forward. Although her vision was not as good as his, she felt a strange sense of security in this darkness, as if she could completely trust and rely on Zhang Yuanshan.
After bypassing a strange rock, Zhang Yuanshan stopped his footsteps and did not venture further, so as to be able to discover the situation of the sandstorm in the first place and seize the opportunity to attack.
"Shadow Killer" was born with night vision, and all the exchanged martial arts were stealthy, hidden, and assassination-related. After entering the cave, he swam like a fish, quietly approaching Zhang Yuanshan and Fu Zhentian without making a sound.
Darkness was heavy, the shadow killer seemed to have merged into it, borrowing shadows to hide his shape, advancing step by step. Soon, he was only one zhang away from Zhang Yuanshan and Fu Zhentian.
His right hand rested on the hilt of his short sword, his body arched, his strength and inner energy concentrated at one point, ready to launch a surprise attack. His assassination skills were unadorned, simple and unpretentious, yet shockingly effective.
Zhang Yuanshan tightly grasped the Xuan Snake Sword, adopting a Taiji defensive stance, his brow throbbing with pain, his spirit alert and focused outwardly, guarding against a sneak attack.
Suddenly, he had an epiphany and without thinking, he drew his long sword in front of Zhen Zhen, from bottom to top, as if drawing a beautiful circle.
Right!
The sound of metal striking echoed in the cave, then disappeared, and all was silent, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.
Zhang Yuanshan's defense was impenetrable, not giving the enemy any opportunity, but he was anxious in his heart, because after one blow did not hit, the opponent disappeared into the darkness, unknown where to hide, and unknown where to attack again.
From the feeling of just exchanging blows, Zhang Yuanshan realized that even if his opponent's strength was not as good as his own, a head-on confrontation would not be difficult for him to kill. However, he must also be a master who had opened up the four apertures and was skilled in hiding and making sneak attacks. In this environment, the danger was multiplied, and once he exposed any weakness, he would invite a fatal attack. He had to be fully on guard, with his spirit highly concentrated, without any slackness. But if he wanted to kill his opponent, he couldn't even find his shadow.
Zhang Yuanshan was well aware that this state of high concentration and vigilance consumed himself greatly, especially the area between his eyebrows and eyes, which was difficult to sustain for a long time. Currently, the swelling pain had an increasingly clear feeling, and the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable it was for him, unless the sandstorm outside began to subside.
He missed the shot and immediately retreated, hiding behind another rock, merging with the darkness, his eyes fixed intently on the two people opposite him, patiently waiting for an opportunity.
As an assassin, he was always very patient and had once lain in wait for seven whole days in the marshes just to wait for a good opportunity to strike, and as a result, that seven-aperture master who had a deep feud with him looked at the short sword on his throat and died without closing his eyes.
Impatience is not becoming of a good assassin!
"Distant mountains, darkness is unfavorable for us, I'll light the fire first." The gentle and sweet voice of Zhu Zhenzhen entered the ears of Shadow Killer.
Shadows move without moving, completely carefree. If there's even a glimmer of light, one can discover oneself; that would be underestimating one's hiding abilities, wouldn't it? Borrowing shadows to hide is what makes one a Shadow Killer!
He once met a formidable master who could borrow the momentum of all things, and after being pointed out by him, he finally cultivated this "Shadow Concealment" ultimate skill that was exchanged.
"Alright." Zhang Yuanshan's voice was very low and husky, as if he had something in his mouth, yet also seemed overly guarded, rough on the words.
The flames lit up, and the light from Zhenzhen's lighter spilled out around her, replacing the darkness with a dim haze. However, everything was still shrouded in shadows, as if enemies were lurking everywhere, not much different from before.
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Zi Zheng's words were hidden in a relatively rear position, and he could still see a little of the sun that had not been covered by the wind and sand. His heart was full of vigilance.
Cultivating the "Hun Tian Bao Jian" requires borrowing the help of exotic energies between heaven and earth, so he has a keen sense of changes in the celestial phenomena that exceeds that of ordinary enlightened masters. He vaguely senses that something is amiss, but the wind and sand block his view, and the road ahead is unclear, and for the time being, he has no countermeasure.
Suddenly, Qi Zhengyan felt that the sunlight in front of him had become fierce and piercing to an abnormal degree, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes.
At this moment, a figure burst out of the golden light, with a short sword pointing directly at Qizheng's throat, as if he had been hiding in the sunlight all along!
While Zhi Zhengyan was speaking, the sand and mud on the ground suddenly swelled like a mound, and another figure leapt out, with hooked fingers, emitting a faint glow.
The arrival of the two Demon Sect's messengers was so mysterious and unexpected!
The two men had no doubt that the dead man's face in front of them would die at their own hands, because whether it was day or night, they exceeded the normal person's understanding and could not be defended against.
Suddenly, the two people's eyes blurred, and a burst of white smoke rose from the ground, as if clouds had fallen to the earth, or like a thick fog that obscured everything, making it impossible to see anything around them.
The two short swords and ten fingers fell, with a red glow flowing around them, like lotus flowers rising to dance, and were directly brought to the empty space!
The dead man's face was actually a revered person who had mastered two kinds of mysterious and unusual abilities?
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Xia Dandan grasped a pair of long and short mandarin duck knives, leaning against a poplar tree to temporarily avoid the wind and sand.
She had a burning desire for revenge in her heart, but under the pressure of the situation, she could only suppress her emotions and wait for an opportunity to weaken, in this state, neither side could launch a fatal attack, nor could the enemy advance.
Hehe, a gentle laugh suddenly echoed in her ear, she turned back in surprise, and saw a girl in a white dress, ethereal and absolutely beautiful, walking towards her from the wind and sand. Although the wind was strong and the sand was dense, when it reached her side, it suddenly became tame and dispersed on its own, so she walked all the way without getting a single speck of dust.
This girl seems like a fairy descending into the mortal world, but her temperament is elusive and difficult to grasp, with a hint of enchantment that directly captivates people's hearts.
Xia Dandan felt that her voice had become hoarse and difficult to speak, and she croaked out: "Gu Xiao Sang?"
Xiao Zi, also known as Gu Xiao Sang, smiled leisurely and said:
"All worldly affairs are suffering, worries are many, why not return to the true empty hometown, and share the ultimate joy?"
The surrounding wind and sand subsided, and it seemed that it had brightened up a lot. There was a faintly discernible ethereal sound descending.
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Inside the ruined Temple of the Demon Lord, Meng Qi and Chen Xiao, Luo You also sensed the sudden intensification of the sandstorm.
"It's good we hid in advance." Chen Xiao said with joy.
Luo You couldn't help but praise his beautiful junior sister: "Thanks to Junior Sister's wisdom, otherwise in such a big sandstorm, we would have had difficulty taking a single step and might have gotten lost in the desert."
The desert climate is changeable, sandstorms are frequent, and sudden severe conditions have also occurred in the middle, so even if this is a semi-desert area, both of them think it's normal.
Meng Qi furrowed his brow, holding the Red Sun Evil Slayer as he walked to the side of the deceased demonic sect disciple. This sudden "heavenly calamity", this sandstorm that defied normalcy, made him think of the "Crying Old Man". Could it be that the demonic sect's leader had arrived in person, just like Gu Kongshan, the master of Fengyun Manor, and stirred up a change in the heavenly signs?
Of course, this change in the sky definitely does not have the heavenly might contained in the Crazy Old Man's Sandstorm Skill, nor can it shroud a hundred miles around, as if doomsday has arrived, with a terrifying destructive power.
He secretly increased his vigilance, his ancestral aperture slightly opened, and his spirit was released. At the same time, he examined the corpses of the demonic sect disciples on the ground.
The deceased's skin was pale, the meridians were dark black, and there was a faint black gas rising, but as soon as it approached Meng Qi, it dissipated under the dark red glow of the "Red Day Evil Knife".
"Just now, his ability to hide in the shadows was almost supernatural, but his actual strength is vastly different, and there's a deep evil aura about him... how did he acquire this Anomalous Ability?" Meng Qi roughly understood from Luo You and Chen Xiao's earlier exclamations that this was what they called an Anomalous Ability. He became even more interested in the power system of this world. If it didn't have any hidden dangers and he could learn it, combining it with his own martial arts and knife techniques wouldn't be a bad trump card."
Just now, Meng Qi's sword that broke through Qing Jing's defense made Luo You and Chen Xiao sigh in admiration, putting away their underestimation of him. In their hearts, they admired the foresight of their master who had specifically warned them about these "Quan Li Bang" members.
"Zhen Ding Fashi, what are you looking at?" Chen Xiao asked with a boost of courage. She felt that her own "Wind Escape" ability and matching swordsmanship were no match for this little monk, so she unconsciously changed the way she addressed him.
Meng Qi didn't want to reveal his ignorance about Tong Yao, so he simply raised a hand and said, "Amitabha, although killing is for protection, cutting off karma isn't the same as taking a life, but in the end it's still a human life, a sin, a sin."
"The Dharma Master's compassionate heart is truly admirable, but the demonic cultivators rely on demonic energy to cultivate their powers, causing their humanity to dissipate and becoming ruthless and venomous, with many innocent souls suffering at their hands. Killing one of them would be saving many more people, equivalent to building a seven-story pagoda." Luo You said eloquently.
Meng Qi's response made Chen Xiao nod slightly, although she had also killed people, but after all, she was still a kind person, and the loss of a life in her hands would not be easy to bear.
"Zhen Ding Fashi, you have such a compassionate heart, and in the future, you will definitely become a great monk." Chen Xiao smiled, "Just now, your knife technique..."
She was just about to ask when Meng Qi's strange premonition from the Phantom Shape Great Technique resurfaced again, and he suddenly turned his head towards the tattered window.
All I saw was a thin pipe extending from the hole, blowing out a faint mist.
"Be careful." Meng Qi whispered, holding his breath, the Golden Bell Shield rotated, and dark gold flowed around his body.
Chen Xi and Luo You followed Meng Qi's gaze, and were startled again. It was the poisonous master who had caused a stir that night!
Meng Qi also knew that the opponent was a poisonous expert, and he understood that he had to end the battle quickly. So, he raised his Red Sun Town Evil Knife and launched his Wind God Leg, kicking rapidly as he charged towards the window. With his dark golden skin flowing like water, he was like an unstoppable war chariot.
He rushed into the fog, the golden bell blocking the penetration, and with a swift movement, he used his shoulder to force the window open, and with a loud crash, he leaped out.
Outside the temple, the wind and sand were dense, but on the ground there were slippery poisonous snakes, fluffy spiders, and colorful insects, and among them stood a girl dressed in bright clothes.
Meng Qi didn't stop and didn't use his divine movement's agility to dodge, instead he took big strides into the poisonous insects, rushing towards the girl on the other side.
Venomous snakes jumped up, spiders leaped out, insects flew into the air, and all fell onto Meng Qi's body. However, when they bit him, it was as if they had bitten gold or stone, and one by one, they were bounced back out.
Meng Qi rode "War Chariot", breaking through all obstacles, fiercely advancing forward, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the girl's side.
Hong Xiu did not expect that Xiao Tui's fighting style was so simple and crude, yet extremely fierce. For a moment, she was stunned, but quickly regained her composure and struck out with the palm of her hand, releasing the hidden Tang flower!