Chapter 42 Who are you?
Chapter 42 Who are you?
In a blink of an eye, the two men started fighting in the yard.
The two sides fought quickly, using deadly moves one after another in a very short period of time.
Chu Qing watched and hoped that the Tianwu Guards would patrol here and drive away the two people who ran into other people's yards to fight.
However, the location he chose was already remote, and the Tianwu Guards could not possibly take care of every corner when patrolling the entire city.
During the fight between the two men, neither of them used any extremely powerful moves, so after fighting for a long time, no one noticed anything unusual.
This fight also allowed Chu Qing to see this gentle ability.
Her martial arts still did not deviate from the scope of Taiyi Sect, and she could also master the three unique skills of Taiyi Sect with ease.
However, the martial arts that were extremely powerful in Chu Fan's hands were either ethereal and unpredictable or extremely skillful in her hands. It was obviously the same martial art, but when used, it produced completely different effects.
In addition, she also has an exquisite finger technique, which is interspersed between these three unique skills and often surprises people.
So much so that at this point in the fight, there was no clear winner between her and the third in command of the Shensha Gang.
But this is mainly because, since the beginning of the fight, Wenrou has not given Mei Qianluo the opportunity to distance herself.
The so-called Flying Skylark Fan and Thousands of Fallen Dead Leaves, the first four words refer to this person's unique iron fan skills.
The last four words refer to the techniques of concealed weapons.
However, in this situation, Mei Qianluo could not use his hidden weapon skills at all, the distance was too close...he couldn't make a move.
The original iron fan was too conspicuous, so it was replaced with a folding fan tonight, and its power was greatly reduced.
But it has to be said that one of these two is a veteran in the martial arts world, and the other is a junior. The fact that there is no winner in this fight until now is already a big loss for Mei Qianluo.
If this fight happened in public, Mei Qianluo would definitely not have the face to continue fighting with Wenrou.
But the situation tonight is different, it is a fight of life and death. All the predecessors and juniors are put aside, it is not about winning or losing, but only about the secret of life and death!
Mei Qianluo suddenly raised his head and swung the folding fan in his hand. There was a rustling sound and the fan flew out of his hand.
Wenrou waved her hand and the folding fan circled around her.
Finally he returned to Mei Qianluo.
I thought Mei Qianluo was about to reach out and take the fan, and Wenrou was also ready for her next move.
Unexpectedly, there was a loud rustling sound, and Mei Qianluo stretched out two fingers, and the fan was directly shattered, and it was about to fall on the gentle shoulder unexpectedly.
Wenrou remained calm and changed her moves accordingly, throwing a punch that just happened to block the two fingers.
Only a click was heard.
There was a sound of two fractures in Mei Qianluo's fingers.
There was no joy on her gentle face. Something must be wrong when things were abnormal... These two fingers were definitely not a killing move, so why did he use them at this time?
Then her face changed, and she fell down with a muffled groan.
Looking at the fist again, there was an extra long silver needle.
The silver needle was poisoned, and the white back of the hand had turned black.
There was still no change on her gentle face. She just frowned slightly and placed two fingers of her left hand on the Quchi point on her right arm.
As the internal energy released, there was a whoosh sound and the silver needle in the palm of his hand flew out.
"You are considered a senior in the martial arts world, but you actually resorted to such despicable means..."
When Wenrou said this, the expression on her face was also indifferent.
He doesn't seem to be bothered by his situation.
Mei Qianluo blushed when he heard this, and couldn't help but feel ashamed.
"What we are planning this time is very important and we cannot afford to make any mistakes.
"Young lady, you have such martial arts skills at such a young age. If it were another ten years, I would not even be worthy of carrying your shoes...
“It’s a pity that you don’t have ten years to wait.
"It is wrong to bully the weak today, and it is even more wrong to use the poison of the silver needle to harm your life, which cannot be known to others.
“Otherwise, the three names of Mei Qianluo would probably be ridiculed by others.
"Fortunately, as long as you die, no one will know these things."
Having said this, he took a step forward, with the internal force in his palm, ready to smash Wenrou's head.
But just when he raised his hand high, he found Wenrou looking behind him.
There was a hint of confusion in her calm eyes. "Hmm? You still want to lie to me when the time comes?"
As soon as he saw the clear yet slightly stupid look, Mei Qianluo thought of how he had been deceived by Wenrou and had to reveal his identity.
Who would be willing to be fooled nowadays?
The palm was about to fall, but suddenly his heart tightened.
I felt like something was really wrong behind me.
I turned around suddenly and saw that the tightly closed door had been opened at some point.
A young man in coarse clothes has walked out of the room.
He seemed not to see Mei Qianluo or Wenrou.
He walked up to the assassin who was killed by Wenrou's palm.
He picked up his knife from the ground.
"You are……"
Mei Qianluo was a little hesitant for a moment.
But before he could finish his sentence, the young man changed his feet and was already in front of him.
The blade comes with great force and in a strange and bizarre manner.
The knife's power was fierce and decisive, and it was definitely not comparable to ordinary knife techniques. For a moment, I didn't know how to dodge.
He simply rolled on the ground and dodged the knife in a very embarrassed manner.
But when he stood up, he found that his left arm was covered in blood and half of his arm had fallen to the ground.
Mei Qianluo's face turned pale, he staggered, stepped back, and looked at Chu Qing in disbelief:
"Who are you?"
Chu Qing felt unprecedented comfort.
Sure enough, it is more convenient to use a knife to cut off people's limbs.
He ignored Mei Qianluo and looked at Wenrou:
"How about it?"
Mei Qianluo's silver needle was too hidden. Now that I think about it, it should be hidden in the cuff. When he made a move, he flicked his wrist to take out the silver needle and clamped it between two fingers. When his finger was hit gently, he used his internal force to send the silver needle flying, in exchange for the greatest damage at the shortest distance.
Under such circumstances, even Chu Qing, who had been observing the battle, did not notice it.
By the time they discovered it, Wenrou had already been shot.
“…I can’t die.”
Wenrou looked at Chu Qing with a strange look:
"who are you?"
This is new!
Chu Qing was a little surprised. This girl didn't recognize him?
Can't she smell?
Could it be that I have been bathing frequently these past two days, so the smell on my body is so light that the girl can't tell it?
But this is not right...
When I went to the Chu family that day, I also took a shower before going there.
Why was it possible that day but not today?
Chu Qing thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt that the smell the girl was talking about might not be her body odor.
Could it be... the smell of internal energy?
After all, in the past few days, apart from changing the Ruoxu Sutra into the Zixia Ruoxu Sutra, there was no other change.
But if that's true, it would be even more amazing than having a keen sense of smell.
Is she born with special features, or has she practiced some strange martial arts?
Thinking of this, Chu Qing rubbed his nose and smiled:
"Don't tell you."
"???"
A question mark appeared in his gentle eyes, and then he looked at Mei Qianluo and said to Chu Qing:
"He ran away."
Chu Qing smiled when he heard this and looked at Mei Qianluo who had already climbed over the wall:
"Well, just run away."
gentle:"?"
(End of this chapter)