The person who said that Chu Fan should be Starving Ghost was a masked man wearing night clothes.
The night clothes are covered with translucent spider grids, which have a sense of technology. From time to time, they flash a few dim silver lights, but I don't know what their purpose is.
He was holding a spiritual sword in his hand, blocking the door of the medical room. The murderous intent permeating his body made it obvious at a glance that the person coming was evil.
Behind this man, there was also a swordsman with yellow eyebrows and green eyes, dressed exactly like him.
"Zhang Guangmu, Chu Fan..."
The masked man laughed evilly, "Hehehe, what a coincidence!"
"Take both credits together. Today is the day you die!"
Zhang Guangmu just glanced at it and recognized that the two masked men blocking the door of the medical room were the two "mysterious pursuers" mentioned in his background story.
The reaction of another person involved, Chu Fan, seemed a bit strange.
His face turned red, as if he had been betrayed, and he said angrily, "Mu Youhai! MacGarde!"
"You two traitors still have the nerve to come to Feihong. Do you want to have a taste of my little junior brother [Feihong Sword]?"
Li Xiaoxiao's spirit sword is called [Feihong Sword]. It is the treasure of the Feihong Swordsmanship Club sect passed down from generation to generation. It is a higher level than the spirit sword used by the leader Chu Fan. It is a masterpiece of painstaking efforts by a famous craftsman. It is of the same grade as Zhang Guangmu's [Mirage Sword].
These two traitors took the lead in leaving Feihong. When they left, they also took away a large number of reserve swordsmen from the youth training camp. Even if they turned into ashes, Chu Fan would still recognize them!
The leader, the man in black Mu Youhai, whose identity was revealed, was taciturn.
MacGarde laughed wildly and said nonchalantly, "If [Star of Feihong] were here, I would be very afraid of him, but in order to raise money to save this dying sect, he is working as a short-term special trainer in Cangjiang."
"Li Xiaoxiao is not here, and you Chu Fan only have the title of leader, what does that mean?"
"There are only three of you left in this huge base, and the surveillance has been disconnected. Even if you scream at the top of your lungs, no one will come to save you!"
Chu Fan looked embarrassed.
Only then did he notice that there was a faint and weird Spirit Sword Power in the air.
The surveillance signal was completely blocked by this Spirit Sword Power, and the camera had become a decoration and completely useless!
Zhang Guangmu was lost in thought.
Among the people who are chasing him, there happens to be the traitor Feihong Sect...
How can there be such a coincidence in the world?
Clang! Clang!
Mu Youhai and MacGarde pulled out their spiritual swords and immediately started to kill and silence them.
At this time, the transparent Lin Zitong snorted coldly, showing his domineering temperament as a second-generation swordsman, and said loudly, "My father is Lin An, and my brother is Lin Chimou!"
"Zhang Guangmu is my master! Who dares to touch him?"
The time has come to show your filial piety!
If you don't behave well at this time, Lin Zitong will feel sorry for what you have suffered Elite Education!
When Mu Youhai and MacGarde heard this, they paused for a moment and looked at Lin Zitong up and down with frowns.
The color of this young boy's eyes is indeed unique, and they are somewhat similar to the appearance of the legendary second son [Demon Emperor Sword].
After the two looked at each other, Mu Youhai said coldly, "Kid, get out of here! For Demon Emperor Sword Lin An's sake, I won't kill you."
That being said, in fact, although Lin An's name is resounding, the spiritual sword he uses is also evil and exudes a devilish aura. He is powerful enough, but his temperament is extremely kind and he never kills people. In terms of deterrence, it is average and not particularly bluffing.
But Lin Zitong's brother Lin Chimou...
That man is not only a world-renowned super genius, he is also said to be a psychopath with multiple personalities!
In his twenties, Lin Chimou became Top Swordsmanship League's swordsman with a 100% winning rate, and he was ruthless in his attacks.
Regardless of whether he is a man, a woman, old or young, regardless of the opponent's reputation, the number of strong men who die at the hands of Lin Chimou is as high as eighty if not a hundred.
Who dares to kill the younger brother of such a person?
No one with that kind of ability would want to provoke this mad dog...
Anyway, Mu Youhai and MacGarde don't want to cause trouble.
"If you want to touch my master, you must first... uh..."
Before Lin Zitong could finish expressing his sincerity, MacGarde knocked him unconscious with the hilt of his sword.
Facts have proved that character and strength cannot be linked.
After all, MacGarde and Mu Youhai are masters who can make it in Top Swordsmanship League. They can still handle Lin Zitong, a half-assed boy.
"Now that we've dealt with the people in the way, it's your turn next."
"Don't talk nonsense to them. They have a long night and a lot of dreams. Just kill them!"
After Mu Youhai and MacGarde completed a brief exchange, they were about to kill with swords.
These two people did not regard Zhang Guangmu and Chu Fan as human beings at all.
Also, although Chu Fan, as the head of Feihong, has a [Rainbow Light Sword] with good performance, he himself has no talent. He is just a little accomplished in treatment. Everyone knows that his actual combat ability is very good.
Zhang Guangmu is an unlucky guy who witnessed the organization's silence. He is a mediocre young man who can't do anything.
After taking care of Lin Zitong, how much resistance do these two have?
Just...
Zhang Guangmu, who was originally lying on the chair, slowly stood up, holding a handle of Wei Blue Spirit Sword that was like a clear spring in his hand.
Buzz!
The blade of the sword rang, and layers of water ripples appeared on the blade of [Mirage Sword].
Suddenly, the room was filled with smoke.
White Mist was so dense that Mu Youhai, MacGarde and Chu Fan all felt like they were in a mirage.
Everything in front of me is like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.
Faint and vague, seeming to be real and illusory.
For a moment, it was difficult to distinguish reality from fiction.
"This is...Spirit Sword Skill? It was not mentioned in the intelligence!"
MacGarde was startled, but did not panic. He slammed the door with his backhand, held a sword in his hand, and rushed towards the direction in front of Zhang Guangmu.
I remember clearly from the information that Zhang Guangmu is the disabled person of High-level Spinal Cord Injury. Although he can barely move after Chu Fan's treatment, he is definitely not very flexible.
This medical room is not big, and you can rush from one end to the other in about ten steps. Even if the fog is thick in front of you and you can't see your fingers, MacGarde still listens to the voice and finds the location of Zhang Guangmu.
Originally, he was acting in a thick fog and lost the confidence he had before taking action. He was still a little uneasy. But when he came closer, he saw the surprise and panic on Zhang Guangmu's face. He kept talking, his lips and tongue were trembling, but he couldn't say even a single word. MacGarde felt relieved and immediately pursued the victory.
sieve! sieve! sieve! ...
The Zhang Guangmu in front of me always seemed to be shorter and thinner than the one in the data, but MacGarde didn't think much of it.
He was already good at fighting in narrow terrain, but now he had a murderous intention in his heart, and his sword skills were ruthless and deadly.
The sword light flashed, and MacGarde only used twenty moves to slit the throat of "Zhang Guangmu" and cut off half of his neck.
Poof!
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere.
"You are so small, yet you dare to pretend to be a fool in front of me! You are looking for death!"
MacGarde's green eyes were full of self-satisfaction. He was about to pull Chu Fan out of the thick fog and kill him, but suddenly he realized that the face of "Zhang Guangmu" whose throat was sealed by his sword seemed to be covered with a layer of melted wax.
The wax gradually faded away, revealing the face of Mu Youhai.
Mu Youhai dropped the spirit sword, covered his neck, and made a whooshing sound. His face was full of fear and doubt. "... Why... why... kill... kill... me..."
After finishing speaking, Mu Youhai lost his breath and refused to rest in peace.
"Damn it! I killed the wrong person!"
Apart from feeling horrified, MacGarde has ten thousand things that he can't figure out.
Mu Youhai, you idiot, why didn't you speak to remind yourself that you had to wait until you were about to die?