Chapter 1212 1212: A famous teacher (Part 1) [Please vote for me](1/2)
The eyes have clearly seen that the killer's neck has become a bag, but the touch of the fingertips touches nothingness. Is this a failure?
Shen Tang was shocked.
Even if the incarnation of Wuyou is far less powerful than the original figure, it can still easily deal with ordinary mid- to high-level brave warriors. No matter how special the killer's methods are, the gap in their realms and combat experience lies here.
In the end, she failed.
Little did she know that the killer was more shocked than she was.
Not to mention that his intention as a warrior was entirely for assassination, he had just coaxed the target without revealing any flaws, and the timing of his attack was just right. The target suddenly became alert only because his murderous intention was revealed! He had the absolute upper hand and had the advantage of sneak attacks. , usually it only takes three or two rounds for people to meet the King of Hell. How many so-called masters have died in his hands in a daze? The person in front of me is an exception.
Not only is he doing his best trick of crushing his body with bare feet, but it also gives his hidden body the illusion of a chill on his neck!
He secretly calmed down.
"Of course he is the one who wants your life!"
The voice is weird, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female, and it is difficult to tell their age.
Suddenly it turned into a wisp of strange green smoke, like a ghost, clinging to the blind spot of Shen Tang's sight. His moves were weird and unpredictable, and his limbs could be flexibly twisted into any terrifying and terrifying shape, from any inhuman angle that could not be imagined by common sense. attack.
"What the hell are you?" Although Shen Tang was able to spot the tricks, she couldn't get rid of the killer and couldn't kill anyone. She had to concentrate to avoid being attacked by the opponent, which made her feel uncomfortable all over.
The enemies she has come into contact with on the battlefield in the past few years are either Gong Xiqiu, who is open and close, and can defeat all methods with one force, suppressing the enemy with absolute strength, or Yun Ce, who is a skilled man, who uses simple and neat methods to subdue the enemy. , it is rare to encounter a situation like this with a killer. After pestering him for more than twenty moves, her patience was completely exhausted.
The blade of the knife suddenly turned and stabbed backwards.
The killer almost taunted Shen Tang in his ear.
"It's no use!"
Shen Tang was not affected at all.
The knife pierced the killer's palm with impartiality and tore half of it open.
The palm of his hand fell to the ground, but the killer's wound splattered with blood unexpectedly. Instead, it melted under the sunlight and turned into a wisp of dark black smoke: "Idiot, your efforts were in vain, what can you do to me?"
Shen Tang caught a glimpse of the black mist surging out of the stump of the opponent's stump, and it instantly recovered as before. Taking advantage of Shen Tang's strength, the killer had just released his strength, and there was a gap in his next move, and he slashed her neck diagonally with his backhand.
The sharp and weird laughter was distant and distant, and it was soft and solid. Every sound penetrated her eardrums tenaciously. It seemed that it was affected by the weird laughter. Whether Shen Tang opened or closed her eyes, she could see countless double sounds quietly unfolding in all directions. Overlapping yellow eyes with black pupils.
These eyes gradually distorted into countless killers.
Seeing the blade coated with special poison getting closer and closer to the target, the killer's eyes were filled with excitement, excitement, and trembling light!
Just a tiny bit missing!
"Well--"
This line became an insurmountable barrier for him.
"Although it's a little bit off, the shadow at noon is not that big, so it should have been hit, right?" The killer stared at Shen Tang in disbelief. The latter's right hand holding the knife was piercing the knife at the heart of the shadow under his feet, and he said calmly. Words that made him shiver all over.
Although it was a question, the tone was firm.
As if to confirm her words, a gurgling dark red liquid gushes out from the knife edge and turns into several small winding snakes flowing out of the shadow range, completely exposed to the sun. This is fresh human blood!
"You have so little ability, but you dare to come and steal my head?"
It would be a pity not to go to the Fengluo Liyuan crew to create special effects and use it as a hotspot to attract customers with such an ability to pretend to be magical.
He could obviously make money safely, but he risked his life to play with her.
The killer was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
His body began to melt and fold from the top of his head, gathering into a puddle of asphalt-like stuff on the ground. Shen Tang frowned slightly and moved his bare right foot away in disgust, for fear of getting a little bit of it - her strong defense does not mean that her shoes My defense was also maxed out. I was attacked by a killer just now. I was caught off guard and had to use my feet to catch him. As a result, my clogs were scrapped on the spot and I was forced to go barefoot.
The shadow underfoot quickly swallowed up the "asphalt".
Shen Tang struck again but only hit the masonry on the ground.
The feel is completely different from the previous knife.
"Tsk, one stab didn't kill him."
Stab the shadow with a knife. Although the tip of the knife has a dull feeling of breaking through the ribs, it is slightly different from piercing the heart. It should be deflected by an inch.
This little injury cannot cost the courageous warrior his life.
"Lord——"
Liao Qian's voice came from beside the carriage at the door.
Oh, no, it should be said that they are the meat buns made by Cui. The vest of Liao Qian is still in the hands of Liao Jia, while the real Liao Qian stays with Shen Tang as a dog-leg supervisor and thug, acting low-key and restrained , almost no sense of existence.
He looked suspiciously at Shen Tang, who was standing motionless at the door.
And, a ball of blood suddenly appeared at her feet.
Liao Qian's pupils suddenly shrank: "My lord, you——"
Shen Tang asked, "What's wrong with me?"
Liao Qian: "..."
Looking at the location of the blood, it looks more like Shen Tang's bare feet, and the sole of his foot was accidentally cut with a sharp weapon. This behavior may be a bit outrageous for ordinary people, but it is normal for the lord in front of him. Over the years, Liao Qian I don’t even remember how many unconventional and unconventional things the other party did. He went crazy with his bare feet more than once.
Is this what he can say?
Shen Tang looked around.
Her hand holding the knife was also empty.
If it weren't for the pool of warm human blood at her feet, even she would have suspected that the assassination just now was just her imagination.
"Zunguang, what did you see just now?"
"Just now? There was only the master."
Liao Qian only saw Shen Tang coming out of the government office with one bare foot, one foot deep and one foot shallow, motionless like a stupid pillar stuck at the door, as if she was in a daze. At first, he thought she was hurt. In spring and autumn, I was reluctant to leave the post where I had worked hundreds of days and nights, but I soon discovered something was wrong - even if I stood at the door and missed the sadness, it wouldn't last so long, right?
Liao Qian felt a little numb on his scalp.
He tried to remedy the situation and looked around carefully but found nothing unusual, but judging from his master's reaction, it seemed that something had happened just now.
"Is someone coming to assassinate the lord again?"
"Stop looking. I've already run away when the situation is bad. If I hope you find out about the enemy, you'll already be one of my top seven." Shen Tang patted him on the shoulder and looked at the original "asphalt" location to calm down his thoughts. , "Just a sneaky little mouse."
Something crawling out of the gutter!
"I have temporarily repelled the person. I just don't know which force sent him. This person's moves are weird, but his abilities are a bit interesting. Preliminary judgment shows that the opponent seems to be able to hide himself in other people's shadows for personal assassination, and his aura has converged. It’s perfect. It’s either a special martial artist’s spirit, or some kind of warrior’s meaning... Being a killer with this kind of ability is really a waste of resources.”
"Hiding your true body in other people's shadows? Doesn't it mean that you can kill whoever you want? Wherever the shadow is, you can lurk there?" Others might be furious if their boss's ability to work is impaired, but Liao Qian can be shameless and pretend that nothing is wrong. When this happened, his attention was focused on his killer ability. Looking at his own shadow under his feet, his scalp went numb and he said, "Isn't this ability a natural killer?"
I subconsciously imagined the role of this ability on the battlefield. If it were used to kill the general in front of the three armies, I didn't dare to think how useful it would be.
It is simply a weapon for reaping military glory!
"The theater troupe is even more in need of this kind of special talent. If you perform four performances a day, you can come out and make soy sauce, and the dividends are higher than his one vote, and your life is not in danger. This kind of ability can only be used at noon, because if you meet me, sooner or later you will be kicked out Iron plate." Shen Tang calmed down Liao Qian's nervousness with a few words. Not to mention being on tenterhooks, she could only laugh or cry. She then became serious, "There should be great restrictions on the use of his ability, otherwise, he would have become famous long ago."
Killers belong to the most special group of warriors. Other warriors all pay attention to the reputation of a master. Only killers are different. They do not distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong, and only look at the order of profit.
The greater the killer's reputation, the more business he does.
The fastest way to become famous is to step on the target's corpse and let the employer see the assassination efficiency. If a killer can use this ability unscrupulously, he will be the king of killers as a killer, and a feared general as a military general... 2 Neither of them can, which can only prove two points - the ability is very limited and you can't do whatever you want; this guy may be affiliated with some private force.
"Next time, let this sneaky little mouse turn into a dead sewer rat!"
Shen Tang didn't show it on his face, but he was still depressed inside.
It is reasonable to suspect that both the original body and the incarnation have been comfortable for too long, so that their skills have deteriorated. Even a squishy assassin who engages in assassination dares to give her trouble! Sure enough, the blade needs to be polished all the time to maintain its condition. And she has not fought in two years. Got it!
Work every day and review memorials every day.
If she hadn't lived a self-disciplined life, her abdominal muscles would have left home piece by piece. This guy Liao Qian only knows how to open and lift certain pots.
"My lord, did you not kill anyone in the future?"
This was a bit beyond expectation. Although Liao Qian didn't know that the lord in front of him was actually just an incarnation, nor did he know Shen Tang's true strength, but from the two years of contact, he knew that Shen Tang was very strong. No matter it was the deceptive competition back then. Whether it was asking for a bride or using force to suppress overt or covert temptations, she was able to do it all with ease, and she never made a mistake, let alone suffered a loss.
The normal inquiry had a different taste in Shen Tang's ears.
I was not angry and kicked him over.
Liao Qian dodged directly, with a look of natural pride on his face, as if to say - Hey, you can't hit me!
Shen Tang: "..."
Liao Qian looked at her bare feet and made a sincere suggestion: "Shall I get my lord a pair of wooden clogs? The ground is full of holes. Even if my lord's feet are invulnerable, walking barefoot will still hurt your feet."
"If you don't speak, I won't treat you as mute."
Liao Qian and Liao Jia are indeed related.
When Liao Jia doesn't smile, he is also a decent young man, but when he smiles, he turns into a sleazy and sycophantic businessman. Liao Qian's appearance does not have such defects, but his mouth matches his habit of doing as much work as he pays, giving him a yin and yang aura. temperament.
After getting on the carriage, Liao Qian was still distracted.
"Master, does the mastermind have any clues about the mastermind behind this?"
"Whoever benefits is the mastermind behind it."
"Looking at my lord's social interactions, it's really hard to guess."
To be continued...