Invincible Starts From One Punch Martial Arts

Xia Wuji was still very satisfied with the ability of the second clone.

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

Immediately, he turned his gaze to the sword on the desk.

This is a greenish-colored sword. With his eyesight, he can't see anything extraordinary about this sword, but since it is enshrined here, it should not be an ordinary steel sword.

It doesn't matter, put it away first.

Take the sword.

Pull out the big box.

Hit the big lock with a punch.

Whoops, the lock was broken.

When I opened the box, I found a pile of spirit stones inside.

I counted it, and it was five hundred yuan.

Why did the Hong family store these spirit stones here?

Could it be that there are immortal practitioners in the Hong family?

However, none of this is important, anyway, the Hong family is dead, and these spirit stones belong to him!

Xia Wuji's eyes were full of golden light.

Without further ado, immediately put all the spirit stones into the black cauldron.

It is better to put the spirit stone anywhere, it is better to put it here for insurance.

Five hundred spirit stones quickly turned into blue energy.

Snap the red crystal off the wall at will.

The red crystal quickly disappeared from the portal, Xia Wuji looked around, then turned around and walked out.

At this time, Wang Chu, Han Zhiwen and Tan Jian had already felt the black energy of the Hong family dissipate, and the ghosts seemed to disappear.

The three immediately opened the door, only to see the Hong family in a mess.

good guy! What kind of battle was this going through? From the front hall to the backyard of the entire Hong family, no part of it was intact.

With a loud bang, a figure with a thick-backed machete rushed out of the rockery.

The three rushed over immediately, only to see Xia Wuji standing in the courtyard with a dismal face, breathing a little short, but his expression was cold and his eyes were sharp.

"How about it?"

Tan Jian asked.

"Fortunately not humiliated, killed."

Xia Wuji said.

"it is good!"

Tan Jian was overjoyed.

Xia Wuji said, "Mr. Director, I'm a little tired. I'll go back first."

"Alright, go back and have a good rest, and I'll hold a banquet for you in a few days."

Tan Jian said.

"Thank you. Farewell."

Xia Wuji clasped his fists, then immediately clasped Wang Chu and Han Zhiwen, turned and left.

Wang Chu and Han Zhiwen looked at Xia Wuji's retreating back, their eyes flashing slightly, but then they turned their heads as if nothing had happened, and began to investigate the surroundings.

Shortly after walking out of Hong's house, Xia Wuji returned to normal, with steady breathing and introverted and deep eyes.

After dusting off the dust on his body, he walked all the way to his own direction.

At this time, it was almost late at night, even the most prosperous Fairy Street was rarely visited, 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 standing in three places on this street, is where the Yao family is located.

But now the street is a bit desolate.

Since the Yao family caught the plague ten years ago, 236 people died overnight, and the entire Yao family has become a haunted house. The residents next to them have moved away from this place one after another, making Shixiang Street the most deserted street today.

Even in the daytime, few people pass by, and at night, the street is even more deserted, except for the occasional squeal of mice, it is quiet.

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

As for whether it was a ghost or not, he didn't care.

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

However, the ghost did not encounter it, but it did encounter a human being.

A man in black who hides himself in the dark.

The three stone statues in Stone Statue Street stand in the second and middle sections of the street respectively.

When passing by the first stone statue, most people will subconsciously glance at the three-meter-high stone statue with a somewhat hideous face.

Especially at night.

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

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

When passing the third stone statue, most people relax and don't even glance at the statue.

The man in the dark was hiding behind the third stone statue.

When Xia Wuji passed by, he did not appear for the first time, but when Xia Wuji had already taken three steps, the assassin appeared.

This is a strictly trained assassin. Not only is he stable as a rock when hiding, his breathing stops, and his timing is excellent. Even the sword in his hand is black, and there is not even a trace of light in the night.

Swah——

A sword stabbed in the back of Xia Wuji.

At this moment, Xia Wuji's center of gravity shifted, and the black sword immediately stabbed the thick-backed sword behind him.

when~

Sparks fly.

Just as Xia Wuji turned around, he saw a dazzling silver dagger suddenly appear in the assassin's left hand, dazzling under the moonlight, and suddenly stabbed at Xia Wuji's chest.

At the same time, a terrifying murderous aura swept towards Xia Wuji like a gust of wind and waves.

If it were an ordinary person, he would not lose his mind in an instant.

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

banter?

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

Then, at this moment, this wave suddenly turned into a shocking wave, making him tremble.

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

when!

He punched the tip of the dagger.

What made the assassin almost collapsed was that the bright silver dagger that could destroy gold and break iron shattered in an instant under Xia Wuji's fist.

But this is not the end.

After smashing the dagger, his fists kept going, and the golden fist smashed towards his hand like lightning in the direction of the dagger.

too fast!

The assassin didn't have time to react, and his hands and arms shattered under the golden fist, blooming like fireworks.

Then it was like a broken bamboo, and the entire left arm and shoulder were blown up in this punch.

The intense pain and the rapid flow of blood left the assassin's eyes black.

A strong breath of death hit his heart.

Years of assassination made him know that at this time, he must not be smeared with both eyes. He must see the opponent's attack route clearly, otherwise it will be a dead end.

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

Planted this time!

It was the last thought on the assassin's mind.

bang~

The assassin's head exploded like a watermelon, and the headless corpse flew out, hit the stone statue, and slipped down, dyeing the stone statue a bright red, which looked even more eerie under the moonlight.

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

Unfortunately, there is nothing.

Shaking his head slightly, he took the assassin's black sword and turned away.