Invincibility Starts With A Punch Martial Dao

For the ability of the second clone, Xia Wuji is still very satisfied.

It's a pity that all the parts need to be collected to truly become his auxiliary force.

Then he looked at the sword on the counter.

This is a sword with a greenish color. He can't see what Bufan this sword has in his eyes, but since it is enshrined here, it shouldn't be an ordinary stainless steel sword.

It's okay, put it away first.

Received the sword.

Then he pulled the big box out.

Hit the big lock with a punch.

Wow, the big lock was broken.

Opened the box and found that there was a pile of Spirit Stones inside.

Counted, five hundred yuan.

What does the Hong family store these Spirit Stones here for?

Does the Hong family have immortal cultivators?

However, none of this is important. Anyway, the Hong family is dead, and these Spirit Stones belong to him!

Xia Wuji's eyes are full of golden light.

Without saying anything, immediately put all the Spirit Stones into the black cauldron.

Putting Spirit Stones anywhere is better than putting them here for insurance.

Five hundred Spirit Stones quickly turned into blue energy.

Quickly buckle the red crystal off the wall.

The red crystal quickly disappeared in the portal. Xia Wuji looked around before turning around and walking out.

At this time, Wang Chu, Han Zhiwen, and Tan Jian had already felt the black energy of the Hong family dissipated, and the demons seemed to have disappeared.

The three of them immediately opened the door and saw the Hong family in a mess.

Good guys! What kind of battle is this going through? From the front hall to the backyard of the entire Hong family, no place is intact.

With a loud bang, a Daoist shadow rushed out of the rockery holding a thick-backed machete.

The three of them rushed over immediately, but saw Xia Wuji standing in the courtyard with a gray head and face, breathing slightly, but his expression was cold and his eyes were sharp.

"How about it?"

Tan Jian asked.

"Fortunately, I am killed."

Xia Wuji Road.

"good!"

Tan Jian was overjoyed.

Xia Wuji said: "Master Secretary, I am a little tired, so I will go back first."

"Alright, go back and rest, and I will hold a banquet for you in a few days."

Tan Jian said.

"Thanks a lot. I'll take my farewell next."

Xia Wuji cupped fist, immediately hugged the cupped fist to Wang Chu and Han Zhiwen, and turned away.

Wang Chu and Han Zhiwen looked at Xia Wuji's distant back, their eyes flickered, but then they turned their heads casually and began to look around.

Soon after leaving Hong's house, Xia Wuji returned to normal, breathing steadily, and looking introverted and deep.

He wiped the dust off his body, and then walked all the way towards his home.

At this time, it was late at night, even the most prosperous Fairy Street was rare, and other streets were deserted.

The moonlight sprinkled on the city like water, and occasionally a few night cats passed through the wall and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

Stone Statue Street, named because there are three stone statues on this street, is where the Yao family is located.

But now this street is a bit desolate.

Since the Yao family got the plague ten years ago, 236 people died overnight, and the entire Yao family became a ghost house. The nearby residents moved away from this place one after another, making Shixiang Street the most deserted street today.

Even during the day, few people pass by, and at night, the street is even more crowded. Except for the occasional "squeaking" sounds of mice, it is quiet.

Xia Wuji chose to walk from Stone Statue Street, purely as a shortcut.

As for ghosts or not, he doesn't care.

Even if there is a ghost, it will only make the ghost king clone more solid.

However, the ghost didn't touch it, but it touched people.

A man dressed in black hiding himself in the dark.

The three stone statues on the Stone Statue Street stand on the two sections and the middle section of the street respectively.

When passing by the first stone statue, most people will subconsciously take a look at the somewhat hideous stone statue that is three meters high.

Especially at night, even more so.

At this time, the mind is tense, and the attention will be more concentrated.

When passing the second stone statue, people have adapted, but they will still pay attention.

When passing the third stone statue, most people will relax and will not even look at the stone statue.

The man in the dark hides behind the third stone statue.

When Xia Wuji passed by, there was no immediate appearance, and when Xia Wuji had already taken three steps, the assassin appeared.

This is a rigorously trained assassin. Not only was he as stable as a rock when hiding, his breathing was stopped, and the timing was wonderful, even the sword in his hand was black, and there was not even a trace of light in the night.

Huh--

A sword stabbed behind Xia Wuji.

At this moment, Xia Wuji's body weight moved, and the black sword suddenly pierced the thick-backed sword behind him.

When~

Sparks flew everywhere.

Xia Wuji just turned around, but saw a cold shining silver dagger suddenly appeared in the assassin's left hand, dazzling under the moonlight, and suddenly pierced Xia Wuji's chest.

At the same time, a terrifying murderous intent swept towards Xia Wuji like a violent wind and huge waves.

If it is an ordinary person, it will instantly take away the mind.

But Xia Wuji's face was calm, and even the eyes of the assassin were full of joking.

Joking?

There was a wave of waves in the assassin's calm heart.

Then, at this moment, this wave of waves suddenly turned into a terrifying sea, making his mind tremble.

Xia Wuji slammed his short sword with a fist, and a circle of golden light appeared on his fist.

when!

He hit the tip of the dagger with a punch.

What caused the assassin to collapse is that this bright silver dagger that destroys gold and iron is instantly shattered under Xia Wuji's fist.

But this is not the end.

After smashing the dagger, his fist kept going, and the golden fist slammed into his hand along the direction of the dagger with lightning speed.

too fast!

The assassin had no time to react, and his hands and arms shattered under the golden fist, blooming around like fireworks.

Then the force was broken, the entire left arm and shoulder were blown out in this punch.

The intense pain and rapid flow of blood made the assassin's eyes dark.

A strong breath of Death hit my heart.

Years of assassin's career let him know that at this time, his eyes must not be smeared. He must see the opponent's attack line clearly, otherwise it will be a dead end.

When his left arm and shoulder were blown out, he almost instinctively retreated backwards. When he tried to open his eyes, what he saw was the golden fist hitting his head.

Planted this time!

This is the last thought in the assassin's mind.

Bang~

The assassin's head exploded like a watermelon, and the headless corpse flew out, hit the stone statue, and slid down, dyeing the stone statue a bright red, which was even more hideous and weird in the moonlight.

Xia Wuji didn't dislike it either, and knelt down and touched the assassin's body.

Unfortunately, there is nothing.

Slightly shook his head, took the black sword of the assassin and turned and left.

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