"No!"
"No!"
MacGarde bit his lower lip until it bled. Then he was stimulated by the pain and suddenly came back to his senses. "I know! Zhang Guangmu! Your spirit sword can create fog and illusions, and hinder the transmission of sound! Right?"
Although he didn't get any response, MacGarde was not an idiot. As a "smart man", he saw that the situation was not good and made an immediate decision.
"Retreat! Retreat immediately!"
What kind of bullshit mission is more important than your own life? MacGarde doesn't need to weigh it at all to come to a conclusion.
As a refined egoist, MacGarde believes that nothing in the world is more important than himself.
After making up his mind, MacGarde wandered around in the fog.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! brush!
MacGarde Holding the spirit sword tightly with both hands, he slashed at the surroundings wildly, almost turning himself like a top, but he couldn't dispel the fog at all.
What saddens him the most is...
It was obviously a small medical room, but MacGarde sprinted along a straight line for dozens of seconds, but did not hit the wall!
Not just the walls, but even any furniture and medical facilities in this room have not been touched!
It was as if MacGarde was moved into a huge cage by Zhang Guangmu unknowingly!
Panic and fear gradually turned into a bitter cup of despair.
In the dark and deep despair, MacGarde was heartbroken and dropped his spiritual sword to the ground with a "clang".
He raised his hands, fell to his knees, and shouted, "Don't kill me! I surrender!"
"I was just ordered to perform a mission! I can tell you that the person behind the scenes is..."
MacGarde, who did not want to die like Mu Youhai, was about to betray again and reveal the identity of the person who contacted him behind the scenes, but suddenly felt that his eyes were blank.
boom!
In an instant, MacGarde felt as if there was a thunderous explosion in his head.
His brain was like tofu brains that had been smashed with chopsticks. Thick blood flowed out of the corners of his eyes, ears, and nostrils almost at the same time, and he fell to the ground with a "pop".
"I... I... the person I... connected with is..."
MacGarde desperately reached out his hand, stamped his feet frantically on the wet floor, and foamed at the mouth, like a wild animal trapped in a trap and dying.
But after all, he couldn't tell any useful information, so he died on the spot and was completely relieved.
Watching MacGarde, who suddenly died violently, see black blood flowing out of his seven orifices, Zhang Guangmu danced lightly [Mirage Sword].
sieve!
In the blink of an eye, the fog dissipated.
Zhang Guangmu gently put [Mirage Sword] into its sheath, without looking at MacGarde's body, but said firmly, "This man was poisoned."
In fact, Zhang Guangmu is not surprised by this.
Originally, Mu Youhai and MacGarde were Feihong traitors. It was impossible for such people to be trusted.
If Zhang Guangmu is replaced by Mastermind, he will definitely leave a backup plan for this person.
It would be abnormal for the second or fifth son who betrayed his master and took refuge under his command not to use some vicious and cruel control methods!
Depending on their ability, virtue, and degree of intimacy, subordinates at different levels will naturally enjoy different treatment.
Zhang Guangmu even suspected that the skills he showed in today's battle had passed through the eyes of MacGarde and Mu Youhai and fell into the eyes of Mastermind.
Chu Fan next to him looked at the corpses of MacGarde and Mu Youhai. He was stunned for a while before reacting slowly.
He couldn't help but blurt out. "Fuck!"
Although Chu Fan didn't quite understand why MacGarde wanted to kill Mu Youhai, nor why this guy suddenly died suddenly, the fact is clear - Zhang Guangmu eliminated this murderous disaster without even drawing a single sword.
Head Chu, who had been watching intensely throughout the entire process, was now speechless with trembling hands and heartbeat.
He wanted to praise Zhang Guangmu as "awesome", but he was a bit too vulgar to describe the power of Zhang Guangmu.
The golden Chu Fan's right hand is upside down, and his left hand is holding a handsome sword technique.
After thinking for a long time, he finally managed to choke out a few words: "I, Junior Brother Guang, have the appearance of a sword king!"
"As expected of me, Feihong Sect[Direct Disciple Senior Brother]!"
"This style Spirit Sword Skill uses virtuality and reality to complement each other, which is extremely wonderful!"
As if to avoid Chu Fan's embarrassment, a familiar sigh came from the door of the medical room that was pushed open at some point, "Do I have one more senior brother?"
Zhang Guangmu and Chu Fan looked around and saw Li Xiaoxiao leaning on his sword and leaning on the door frame, looking at ease. However, his chaotic breath and sweat-soaked hair revealed his true state.
"The flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, the virtual and the real, make people forget the ordinary at first sight."
Li Xiaoxiao tried hard to keep his breath even. "Senior Brother Guang, among the four elements of a swordsman, Spirit Sword Compatibility's ultimate is Spirit Sword Skill's wonderful use in actual combat."
"In terms of the exquisite use of Spirit Sword Skill, the World swordsman, there are not many who are stronger than you."
Li Xiaoxiao, who used to work as a special trainer for other clubs to earn extra money, couldn't explain why, but suddenly felt uneasy, so he returned early and hurried back to Feihong.
Outside the base, he felt two familiar Spirit Sword Power, and knew that they were traitors from the sect who came to cause trouble while he was away.
Originally Li Xiaoxiao rushed to the medical room, planning to draw his sword to save people, but unexpectedly he witnessed a wonderful show.
"Ah... I'm going to cook!"
Chu Fan didn't know how to deal with the relationship between Zhang Guangmu and Li Xiaoxiao, so he simply left the matter to the two of them and ran to the kitchen.
On the way, Chu Fan was confused and a little hesitant.
Zhang Guangmu's [Spirit Sword Compatibility] can be said to have reached the top level. Even if his swordsmanship and movement skills are poor, he can still make a name for himself in the top league.
Now, the pressure comes to the Feihong Sect.
As the saying goes, a small temple cannot afford a big Buddha.
What conditions does Feihong Sect use to retain people like Zhang Guangmu?
I originally thought that accepting a disciple on behalf of a master and giving the name of [Contemporary Senior Brother] and the identity of [Feihong's Direct Disciple] would be extremely sincere, but now it seems...
With Zhang Guangmu's talent, these things are probably just the icing on the cake.
Chu Fan does have selfish motives.
He wanted to revive Feihong, but he didn't want to drag down Zhang Guangmu's future.
In the medical room, Li Xiaoxiao stared at Zhang Guangmu with burning eyes.
Although he felt that Zhang Guangmu was limited by his body and had limited development potential, his view of this person had greatly changed.
Even, Li Xiaoxiao is a little doubtful about life.
Can you develop this level of strength behind closed doors?
"The thick fog just now was just a symptom, right?"
Li Xiaoxiao struggled for a while, but still couldn't hold it back. His eyes fell on Zhang Guangmu's sword, and he shamelessly expressed his guess. "Perception interference of vision, hearing, touch, smell and touch..."
"No! It's a higher level of control and control!"
"[Five Senses Manipulation]!"
"Is this your true skill?!"
Speaking of this, Li Xiaoxiao felt a little creepy.
If I guessed correctly, then the strength of Zhang Guangmu...
It's so scary!
Li Xiaoxiao wanted to ask about the principle of Spirit Sword Skill, but then he thought, this is Zhang Guangmu's secret, and it's hard to ask.
Like an outsider, Zhang Guangmu tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers and said casually, "The fog is not a superficial appearance, it is precisely the core of this trick Spirit Sword Skill."
"[Mirage Sword]'s Water Spirit Sword Power can be used to temporarily connect my own nerves and help me temporarily regain my ability to move. Naturally, it can also interfere with the enemy's nerve perception."
"It's just..."
"A move that will be deciphered immediately after someone knows the specific information is not considered powerful."
"In my opinion, this style Spirit Sword Skill still has a lot of room for improvement."
"It's a little more difficult to let Water Spirit Sword Power penetrate the enemy's body through the fog silently - if the completion of the move can reach this level, you don't have to worry about being broken by the opponent."
Li Xiaoxiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't find the right adjective.
"Slightly Difficult"...
Is this human language?