Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 28: Dragon King Chizhu (third update)
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The two windows in the attic were opened, and the raindrops fell on Lin Xi's face and body.
Slightly cool.
At this moment, Lin Xi unconsciously remembered the crystal ice particles floating in Shizhiling, and at the same time saw the dark shadows drilled out of the river water.
The dozen or so black shadows all wear black water backs that cover their faces, and both hands hold short harpoon-like weapons.
The water of Xizijiang slipped from them, like ghosts in the water.
At the same time, these dark shadows diving out of the water also saw Lin Xi on the attic platform.
They saw the youth in Qingshan standing quietly among the dense rain, carrying two wooden boxes on his back and one wooden box in his hands.
Walking in the front, a black shadow flashing in the eyes of a black shadow on the riverside platform in front of the small building, stretched out his hand and waved, a black light flew out of his hand, making a low noise in the silent air, hitting directly At the same time, the assassin, who was wearing a tight-fitting black waterside, was not stained with a drop of river water, rushed forward at an astonishing speed.
This black light is a pair of hooks attached to a rope.
The assassin's figure is getting faster and faster, and his feet are getting faster and faster. He wants to use this hook to run up the wall, run against the rainy night sky, go straight to the attic, and stab Lin Xi.
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Zhu Siye walked out of Sanlixiang holding a black tarp umbrella.
Sanli Alley is not far from this Suihan Linjiang building, but after walking out of the alleyway and walking along the stone road along the river for dozens of breaths, he has clearly seen the small building where Lin Xi is.
Because of thinking about some words after the meeting, this Jiangshang hero walked very slowly.
But suddenly, he shook suddenly and stopped abruptly, even the black tarp umbrella in his hand was put down directly by him.
The night is already deep, but he has been sailing in the river since he was a child, and his eyesight in the night is not much better than ordinary people, and in this night, there is a strong murderous aura he has not felt for a long time.
He lifted his head stiffly, and looked at the front of the small building intuitively. The drizzle instantly wetted his face.
At this moment, the assassin running in the front was about to take off, and the first step was to step on the wall of this small building.
At this moment, Lin Xi, standing on the small platform outside the attic window, opened the wooden box she was carrying.
In his wooden box, there is a light blue long sword.
Then the gaze of many dark shadows, especially the gaze of the assassin who rushed to the front, was frozen. He leaped out of the attic and flew into the night.
A faint blue light swayed in the rain, and with a sound of "dang", the hook thrown by the first assassin was cut and flew out.
Lin Xi's foot directly stepped on the chest of the assassin who had just soared up.
The assassin’s hands were raised, and the double forks in his hands were pierced fiercely, but Lin Xi's foot took a step forward abruptly, and stepped between the double forks and stepped on this person. Assassin's chest.
In the eyes of all those who saw Lin Xi at this moment, the gentle and calm blue-shirted young man carrying two wooden boxes suddenly became murderous, and the Buddha turned into another person. The rain seemed to be felt, all drifting away, not a drop of the blue shirt that dared to stain his body.
"Boom!"
The assassin wearing a black waterside flew upside down and flew above the heads of the other assassins who came ashore from the rear, and fell heavily into the river with a crash, splashing a large amount of water.
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Siye Zhu hadn't seen Lin Xi standing on the top of the attic before.
He just saw that a dark shadow came ashore from the river, climbed up to the platform, and saw that Wang Buping knew nothing, and still made the umbrella seriously in Langfang outside the small building.
This young man from a foreign country also saw Fourth Master Zhu.
He is not that the middle-aged man in coarse cloth is the famous Fourth Master Zhu, but it is a bit strange... Now that the rain is getting denser and denser, this middle-aged man put his umbrella aside instead. Frozen.
Lin Xi’s arrangement was not even with Wang Buping, so he didn’t care about the previous voices. He only thought it was Lin Xi’s sound, but Lin Xi’s long sword slashed against the claws of the claws, but the sound Finally let him notice that something was wrong, suddenly put down his hand, and ran towards the hall of the small building.
Then he and Fourth Master Zhu saw that the assassin seemed to be hit by a giant wood, flew out of the platform, and fell heavily into the river outside the platform.
Wang Buping's body became stiff, and his first reaction was to turn around and shout, but at this moment, he saw that the light blue long sword in Lin Xi's hand who had just landed had been swung out.
The drizzle in the night sky seemed to become extremely slow in an instant.
Because the speed of the sword in Lin Xi's hand is too fast.
All the raindrops in front of the blade were shaken to powder.
A faint blue light permeated, like morning light.
A harsh metal rubbing sound, and a sudden halting howl!
The second assassin who rushed up with both hands blocked in front of him, but he still couldn't withstand Lin Xi's slash with this sword. The arms connected by the short fork were heavily pressed. The chest overturned directly back, rolling like a stone on the wet ground.
Wang Buping opened his mouth wide, but made no sound for a while.
He hasn't had time to think, but intuition... Lin Xi is like a tiger in front of these ghostly assassins, running through the flock.
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The rest of the black water who rushed in front of Lin Xi silently was suddenly stagnated by the assassins. They also suddenly wanted to understand something, their bodies were quickly occupied by fear, and the hands holding the sharp short forks became extremely cold. .
Lin Xi took another step, the long sword in his hand swayed out again, and another black water was cut and rolled out by the assassin. At the same time, his left hand was also slapped on a bully. The coming black water rests on the chest of the assassin.
The short fork with the cold light of the assassin's hands had reached Lin Xi's neck, and it was already less than a foot away from the large artery on the neck in his eyes, but this thorn could not be pierced anymore.
A clear creak of bone cracking came from his chest.
Then his body shrank back, and he sat down on the ground fiercely, and the force that hit his chest continued to slide back on the ground, hitting the back hard. On the big stone tank, the body could no longer be lifted.
Seeing this scene, an assassin's body began to tremble slightly, and he yelled with flying claws to kill him! "
However, this sound also revealed his identity as the leader of these assassins. Lin Xi’s feet slammed on the ground, two water mists rose from under his feet, and his whole person flew Up.
Several short forks and flying claws flew out, trying to kill him in the air.
However, in the face of the overwhelming power, these are as weak as moths. Lin Xi’s long sword slashed, and all the short forks flew out. Even if two claws were entangled on the sword, the two threw the hooks. Instead, the clawed assassin was taken to an unstable footing and fell forward.
"Drink!"
Faced with Lin Xi who was approaching in the air, the assassin leader uttered the most violent shout in his life. Riding on the moment when the long sword in Lin Xi's right hand was pulled slightly by the hook, he did not retreat but moved forward. It also slammed out, bullied into Lin Xi's midline, and the double forks in his hands slammed into Lin Xi's chest.
This is definitely a desperate way of playing both losers regardless of their own injuries.
The leader of the assassin was also very clear in his heart that when facing the practitioners, their fate was gone.
Lin Xi frowned slightly when facing the thorn that the assassin leader had completely ignored his body.
"Are you a soldier?"
He looked at the assassin leader and made a sound, and at the same time he shot forward with his left hand.
The assassin leader's eyes flickered slightly, his eyes seemed to be joyful, and the double crosses in his hand pierced Lin Xi's hand fiercely.
But his eyes froze for an instant.
With a sound of "dang", the double prongs pierced Lin Xi's arm, making a sound of gold and iron, and couldn't pierce it at all. Lin Xi's palm was already printed on his chest, and his whole person suddenly moved towards Bend back and fell on the wet talc floor.
"Quit!"
A vague voice was stubbornly gushing out with a mouthful of blood from his mouth.
All the remaining Heishui didn't stay with the assassin for half a minute, all turned around, and ran silently toward the surface of the river when they came.
Lin Xi didn't chase these assassins, but rushed towards the assassin leader who fell to the ground.
A famous Heishui assassin plunged into the river like a big fish, splashing a lot of water.
These black waters are quick and silent when they come by assassins, but they are extremely panic when they go.
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Zhu Siye’s clothes were soaked by the drizzle. He saw that Lin Xi was safe and sound, and he saw the fluffy splashes, but his hands and feet were colder, and his complexion began to turn pale. .
Lin Xi is really a practitioner in the same judgment as Zhang Erye.
But at the moment he was here, these assassins happened to appear to assassinate Lin Xi, and the young man with the umbrella had already seen him clearly.
In this way, from any angle, Lin Xi would probably think that these assassins were sent by him, and that the assassination was ordered by his Fourth Master Zhu.
The opponent who was holding the umbrella was stabbed in the river. Of course, this was one of the greatest pleasures in life.
But these assassins have nothing to do with him... and the timing may be so coincidental.
After licking blood on this Jiangshang knife head for so long, he first thought that this was someone who wanted to take the opportunity to blame him!
Who is it?
Who dared to assassinate and arrest to blame him!
One, he was angry and chilling again, but he also immediately made a very difficult decision, gritted his teeth, directly closed the umbrella, and stood in the rain toward the small building and toward the name. The youth in Qingshan walked away quickly.
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"Fourth brother, you haven't left anyhow."
A sickly middle-aged man with a sallow complexion and wearing a quilt was standing in another rain corridor along the river, looking at Fourth Master Zhu and the small building in the distance, and shook his head with emotion.
He is Zhang Erye who is very sick.
Because he always felt a little uneasy and wanted to see the young practitioner with his own eyes, even though he was seriously ill, he quietly left Sanlixiang and followed him.
The night is really not peaceful.
He saw this assassination that was not particularly tragic, but meaningful.
After shaking his head with emotion, he turned his head slightly.
He looked at a small boat in the reeds on the river bank.
An old fisherman returned from fishing a little bit late, carrying a bamboo basket on his back with a whole body of moisture, and being sensitive to the sound of water, this old fisherman is also looking towards the small building Direction, but because the night was dark, his eyesight was not as good as Zhang Erye, so he couldn't see clearly.
The sickly Zhang Erye moved, and between a few taps of his toes, his body soared, flying directly over the old fisherman's head, and landed firmly in the boat.
"Sorry, Zhang Long borrowed the boat temporarily."
He smiled apologetically at the old fisherman, he held the pole lightly, and the boat was like an arrow from the string, breaking a wave on the river surface with unimaginable stability and speed, and galloping towards the small building. .
The old fisherman on the river bank behind him almost sat down on the ground, shocked and unbelievable, there seemed to be an unspeakable look of worship on his face, "Is it the Dragon King on the River? He..."
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