The moonlight is cold and the long street is lonely.
The four of them walked along the main street towards the martial arts school. Xu Feng lay on Jiang Fa's back and snored loudly.
Zhao Chuan supported Ma Ping and followed behind.
As we walked, Jiang Fa's footsteps suddenly faltered slightly.
"Zhao Chuan."
He suddenly spoke.
Zhao Chuan turned around. "What's wrong?"
"You take Ma Ping and Xu Feng back to the martial arts school first."
Jiang Fa frowned slightly and said calmly.
Zhao Chuan was stunned for a moment. "What about you?"
"I still have something to do, you go back first."
Zhao Chuan was a little confused. "It's so late, what else can you do?"
"Some personal matter, I just remembered it." Jiang Fa said in a calm tone, "You go first, don't wait for me."
Zhao Chuan wanted to ask more, but was interrupted by Ma Ping: "Let's go back first. Why are you asking so many questions?"
Zhao Chuan thought for a while and nodded towards Jiang Fa: "Okay, then you can come back early and we'll leave first."
Jiang Fa stood there, watching the three people's backs slowly disappear at the end of the long street.
He turned around and walked in the other direction.
He didn't walk fast at first, walking slowly along the deserted streets.
Until he reached the entrance of a narrow alley, he moved his feet and suddenly jumped out like an arrow from a string.
Wind-Chasing Steps is driven to the extreme.
His figure was like a black lightning bolt, rushing wildly through the criss-crossing streets and alleys. He was so fast that he could only vaguely see a black shadow.
After turning seven or eight turns in succession, he plunged into a dark alley that was almost invisible, climbed over a courtyard wall two people high, and fell into a long-abandoned house.
As soon as he landed on the ground, before he even had time to take a breath, there was a slight sound of clothes ripping in the wind behind him.
The hair on his body suddenly broke out, and a sense of crisis surged into his heart.
Without any time to think, he rolled aside based on instinct.
The next moment, the sharp sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air came to my ears.
at his original location.
A figure holding a sharp sword fell there silently.
The moonlight poured down like mercury and shone on the man.
The man was lean, wearing a dark gray night jacket, with a black cloth covering his face, revealing only a pair of narrow eyes.
Jiang Fa slowly stood up straight and stared at the figure in front of him.
There is no aura fluctuation around this person's body. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can hardly detect that there is a person standing there just by perception.
Jiang Fa narrowed his eyes slightly.
This man's concealment skills are much better than that of the assassin on official roads.
After he came out of Chunfeng Tower, he felt something was wrong. He could always feel a vague sense of peeping, as if a pair of eyes were always on his back, but every time he turned around, there was no one behind him.
He asked Zhao Chuan to lead the others and left alone in the opposite direction.
I just want to confirm who the other party is targeting.
Until he separated from Zhao Chuan and the others, the sense of voyeurism not only did not disappear, but became stronger, and he instantly had the answer in his heart.
This man is here for him.
But what he didn't expect was that he suddenly urged Wind-Chasing Steps to run at full speed and made more than a dozen turns in the streets and alleys.
This man was actually able to react quickly and bite behind him steadily, even faster than him.
You must know that his current Wind-Chasing Steps is close to Major Accomplishment, and ordinary Late Dark Force warriors may not be able to keep up with his speed.
But the man in front of him not only kept up with him, but also gave him a fatal blow the moment he landed.
This light kung fu skill is probably far beyond his.
"Who are you?"
Jiang Fa stood up slowly, staring at that person closely.
The man in gray didn't answer.
He stood under the moonlight and looked at the young man in front of him coldly.
"Did you kill the fourth, fifth, and sixth children?"
Jiang Fa's pupils shrank imperceptibly,
As he expected, the man in front of him and the three assassins were in the same group.
Jiang Fa looked confused. "What one, two, three, four, five? My friend, have you recognized the wrong person?"
The man in gray sneered, his eyes exposed outside the black cloth full of sarcasm. "Do you think it's useful to pretend to be stupid?"
"I really don't know what you're talking about."
Jiang Fa spread his hands and said with an innocent face, "I usually don't even dare to kill a chicken, how can I dare to kill someone?"
The man in gray stared at him for a moment, and the sarcasm in his eyes became even stronger. "A person who has never even killed a chicken can keenly sense my murderous intent. Do you think I'm stupid?"
Jiang Fa opened his mouth wide.
"I didn't say you were stupid, you said that yourself."
He laughed dryly and moved his right foot without leaving any trace, "Brother, we have no enmity in the past and no enmity in the recent past. Why don't we sit down and have a cup of tea and have a good chat? Fighting and killing will harm the peace."
The man in gray didn't speak, but slowly raised the thin sword in his hand.
At the tip of the sword, a cold and biting murderous intent surged in like a tide.
Jiang Fa's pupils shrank and he quickly said, "Look, how round the moon is tonight!"
He pointed behind the man in gray.
The man in gray didn't even blink, nor did he look back.
"You think you are very humorous?" There was no emotion or anger in the voice of the man in gray, and the thin sword was slowly placed in front of him.
"As a person like me, I only have a little sense of humor. It mainly depends on who I am competing with."
Jiang Fa laughed dryly,
The next moment, his expression suddenly became frightened, and he stared blankly behind the man in gray, as if he had seen something terrible.
The man in gray's eyes narrowed and he subconsciously looked behind him.
At this moment,
Jiang Fa A piece of gravel shot out from under his feet and took the head of the man in gray.
At the same time, Jiang Fa's whole body rose like a spring. Wind-Chasing Steps pushed it to the extreme and punched the man in gray on the chest.
The punch is like a dragon, and the momentum is terrifying.
Unexpectedly, the man in gray's reaction was surprisingly quick.
He didn't even look back, he just swayed slightly, and the spurting gravel flew past his ears, creating a deep dent in the earthen wall behind him.
But just at this moment of distraction, Jiang Fa's fist had already been forced into his chest.
A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the man in gray,
"What a cunning boy."
His footwork changed continuously, and his whole body floated back like catkins. At the same time, he raised the rapier in his hand, drawing a cold arc on his chest.
This sword struck last, at a tricky angle, and struck directly at Jiang Fa's wrist.
Jiang Fa's pupils shrank. If he continued to throw out this punch, his wrist would definitely be stabbed by the rapier first.
At the critical moment, he forcibly changed his moves, and his fist sank downwards. While avoiding the rapier, he swept his right fist and hit the man in gray in the abdomen.
The man in gray stepped aside,
Jiang Fa's fist grazed his ribs and the force failed, creating a half-meter-wide gap in the courtyard wall behind him.
The man in gray took the opportunity and stabbed out with his sword.
The sword is like a poisonous snake, silent and silent.
Jiang Fa had no time to turn around, so he could only rely on instinct to dodge sideways. The tip of the sword grazed his left shoulder, and the sharp blade cut his sleeve, leaving a faint white mark on the skin.