Mysterious World, I Have Special Understanding

  Chapter 94 is definitely not a serious person! (please follow up)

   Tick, tick.

  There is blood falling from above.

  If Ji Que's prediction is correct, someone should be playing tricks on it.

  The next moment, with a flick of the finger, the drop of blood on the fingertip was ejected.

  Because he felt the burning sensation inside, as if there was a fire burning in it.

   Without any hesitation, as Ji Que grasped the Qianji Sword with his right hand, a cold arrow roared and shot towards the mouth of the well.

  At almost the same time, Ji Que stuck his back against the wall of the well, his hands and feet swayed, and he jumped up like a fish.

At the mouth of the well, I saw the white-faced man going back and forth, holding a crushed hare in his hand, the blood overflowing from it was dripping down continuously, his whole palm was also turning bright red, and bursting out. The steaming heat.

  At this moment, a shadow strikes.

  The white-faced man was unmoved, and lightly clamped the **** of his free left hand, and clamped the cold arrow on his fingertips.

  The next moment, there was only a bang, and the cold arrow burst open, spilling flying lime powder.

  The white-faced man backed away quickly, and at this time, Ji Que had already drilled out close to the wellhead, lifting his foot with a sliding shovel.

   In the end, the white-faced man was also amazing, as if he had expected this situation long ago, and rushed forward.

  So the two stepped up and down, one with a white board on his face and the other with a nine-barrel, passing by each other, and almost at the same time they used a sinister knee bump.

  The white-faced man bumped into Ji Que's belly, and Ji Que hit the opponent's crotch.

  The two changed their defensive moves almost at the same time, so their knees collided with each other and bounced off respectively.

  After landing, the two turned around at almost the same time, sprinkled a handful of lime at almost the same time, and backed away at the same time.

   Both of them were startled, they didn't expect the other party to be so insidious.

   Without any hesitation, the two of them suddenly spilled a bunch of lime, and turned their heads away.

   Immediately afterwards, the white-faced man slapped out his palms, and for a moment, the air twisted, forming two majestic palm shadows, rushing towards Ji Que with quicklime like water.

  Almost at the same time, a whistling sound of a stick sounded from Ji Que's side.

  I saw Ji Que waving the nunchaku transformed into Qianji Sword, and pulling it forward with a howling wind.

  So the quicklime that came in came to a standstill and rushed in the opposite direction.

  The white-faced man's palms suddenly strengthened, and the blue veins in his hands surged like snakes, bringing out a burst of more majestic palm strength.

  So the surging quicklime stagnated again, and rushed towards Ji Que who was wielding a nunchaku.

  While Ji Que wore a nine-tube mask on his face, the nunchaku suddenly turned into a three-section stick, dancing like a closed one.

  For a moment, the quicklime lay between the two, squeezed, and formed various shapes, but none of them touched their bodies.

   But when the two sides were evenly matched, a whistling wind suddenly sounded.

   That’s the hair dryer effect activated!

  Then the balance was broken in an instant, and a cluster of quicklime rushed towards the face of the white-faced man.

  The white-faced man instinctively closed his eyes, and the three-section cudgel Ji Que was waving had already slapped towards him.

  The white-faced man crossed his palms, and his arms turned red in an instant, like a hot soldering iron.

  But Ji Que's three-section cudgel doesn't care about these things. It's like a gangrene attached to the bone. Once it's attached, it roars and smashes at the opponent's body wildly.

   Clap clap!

   Dang Dang Dang Dang!

  The three-section cudgel transformed into Qianji Sword hit the opponent's hands, and there was a sound of metal impact.

  The sleeves of the white-faced man were smashed, and the quicklime surged with the three-section stick, like a stream of water.

  The white-faced man prevented the lime from entering his eyes by relying on his body-protecting qi, but the lime also blocked his sight.

  I saw his hands flipping like clouds and rain, following the continuous waving of the three-section stick, waving the front of his body like a seal.

   Soon, he got used to Ji Que's slapping rhythm.

  He just wanted to use this to fight back, but at this moment, the attack like a torrential rain suddenly disappeared.

   And his hands are still waving inertially.

  The white-faced man instinctively felt something was wrong, and then, there was a very soft sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang in his ears.

  With quick eyes and quick hands, he grabbed the stick that was attacking from the left with a snap.

   In the end, before he could be proud, there was a muffled bang, and his whole body bent back.

  Because I don’t know when, the three-section cudgels that were connected together suddenly turned into dual-wielding double sticks. One was held in the hand of the white-faced man, and the other hit the white-faced man’s crotch.

  At this moment, both sides were stunned for a moment.

  The white-faced man was stunned by Ji Que's sneak attack, which was really shameless!

  Ji Que was stunned because the other party was a dead eunuch.

   No, it wasn't the dead eunuch, he could feel that thing on the other side retracted in an instant.

  Shrinking the yang into the abdomen?

  The next moment, Ji Que twisted his right hand, and the stick that hit the opponent's crotch slammed out again with a blade.

   With a swish sound, following the hook of the bladed stick, the white-faced man's pants were shattered, and a streak of blood flew out.

   After rolling backwards a few times, the white-faced man made a gesture to distance himself from Ji Que, his eyes serious.

  If he hadn't jumped up in time just now, even if he had shrunk into his belly, he might have left a big wound.

  At this time, his crotch was also glowing red, like a soldering iron.

  The white-faced man didn't expect that even though he had practiced kung fu to this level, he was still defeated by the nine-tube man in front of him.

   As a result, he didn't have time to stand still, only to hear a buzzing sound of breaking through the air, and the force was heavy.

  Because of the moment when the stick in Ji Que's hand was hooked back, it was already combined with another stick.

  Twist and it becomes a hook and sickle gun.

  The white-faced man stepped back suddenly, and a brand new gully was cut out of the ground where he was standing just now, and a scorching air flow rose up.

  In the ravine, even the stone was split into two, and the incision was smooth and flat, showing the sharpness and strength of the hook and sickle.

  After entering the Three Realms of True Yuan Realm, Ji Que became more proficient in controlling the true Yuan.

   Hum!

  Ji Que leaped forward, and the hook and sickle gun roared down.

  The white-faced man shot out his hands like lightning, clamping the tip of the hook and sickle gun.

  He just wanted to use his strength to control the gun, but Ji Que twisted his right hand, and there was a sound of mechanical order changing.

  The hooked sickle gun suddenly twisted into a tapered long sword full of sharp blades, and as Ji Que pulled it back, sparks flew for a while.

  The palm like a branding iron splashed out a few pieces of extremely hard skin, and shed a few drops of blood.

   Ji Que flicked the sword in his hand, and stabbed the white-faced man's face, and the sharp edge of the sword rolled over like a meat grinder.

  The white-masked man's feet didn't move, his body twisted like a snake, turning into a twisted shape, and the white mask crossed with the sword in Ji Que's hand.

   With a snap, the twisting blade hit the man's back. The moment the man's flesh was smashed open, his body twisted again, and while defusing the attack, he rushed out again.

   After seeing this scene, even Ji Que was a little surprised.

  He intended to at least smash the opponent's mask to see who it was, but he didn't expect the opponent to be so flexible.

   After the white-faced man dodged this dangerous sword, he turned around and was about to run.

  Ji Que was about to chase after him, but at this moment, a big tree beside him moved, and there was a gap in the trunk, and the leaves beside him were split in two.

  In the blink of an eye, that cold light has swept over, extremely sinister.

   There is an almost transparent line in the air.

   No, judging from the sharpness, it can be said to be a blade without a blade, extremely dangerous.

   This is the weapon of the white-faced man.

  Ji Que retracted his sword on the left side, and a string of brilliant sparks suddenly burst out from his side, which was the collision between the transparent silk thread and the blade.

  At this moment, the ring on the man's right hand moved, and another invisible blade cut from the other side.

  Seeing this, Ji Que split the sword in two, and blocked the other thread with a bang.

   As soon as the man crossed his hands, the silk-like blade surrounded Ji Que.

  For a moment, the air was full of brilliant sparks, like fiery trees and silver flowers, extremely gorgeous.

  Chichi sounds could be heard endlessly, it was Qianji Sword colliding with the "invisible blade" tightened around it.

  Honestly speaking, this style of play with the line and not the blade is really quite unique, so much so that Ji Que, who has never seen the world, finds it quite amusing.

  Following the fingers of the white-faced man, there was a swish sound, and another invisible blade cut open.

  Seeing this, Ji Que jumped up, making a gesture to avoid the blow.

   But at this time, the white-faced man couldn't help but let out a mocking sneer.

  The invisible blade turned in one direction in an instant, cutting towards Ji Que's waist.

  But at the next moment, the scene of Ji Que being cut at the waist did not appear, because his body suddenly became lighter, like a piece of paper, which floated up as soon as it touched the line.

   Tai Chi negative energy!

  The next moment, I saw Ji Que's true energy surging in his body, and a "brick" suddenly fell from the sword in his hand.

  A volley that had been brewing for a long time hit the board brick.

  The iron brick suddenly turned into an afterimage, attacking the white-faced man.

   This change really bluffed the white-faced man, but he reacted quickly, twisting his body to the side, trying to avoid it.

  It's a pity that the brick was in an arc, so he only avoided it a little.

  With a muffled bang, the mask on the right face of the white-faced man was smashed to pieces, and the whole person was spinning like a spinning top, dissolving the terrifying force.

  Suddenly, the sharp silk threads in the air also changed with his rotation, cutting and shooting everywhere.

   Ji Que rushed forward in an instant, while resisting the randomly cut silk thread with his sword, he wanted to get closer to the opponent and see his true face.

  But the moment the mask was broken, a puff of smoke filled the opponent's face.

  At this moment, Ji Que even had an illusion that the face shrouded in smoke might not be human at all.

  At this moment, the whirling body of the white-faced man has fallen to the ground.

   He pulled his hands and fingers violently, and the surrounding transparent silk thread suddenly turned into a net, enveloping Ji Que all over his body.

  Ji Que's forward figure was stopped for a moment, but the Qianji Sword in his hand turned into a pair of large scissors in an instant, cutting the silk threads with a click.

  At this time, there were sounds of breaking through the air all around.

   Obviously, the masters of Yun Xuezong heard the movement and were rushing here.

  So the two of them didn't hesitate, one ran to the left, and the other ran to the right into the woods to escape.

  Ji Que was lying on the ground, running through the woods in a swimming posture, making an extremely small sound.

  He quickly walked through the woods, followed the shadow of the courtyard wall, and finally opened the window and returned to the residence.

  Until very professionally cleaned up the clothes and shoes for nighttime activities, and Lin Xiangzhi even more professionally cleaned off the cobwebs on his hair, and gave him a messy hairstyle for sleeping.

   After finishing all this work, Ji Que lay down on the bed and slept for a while, only then did the noisy sounds sound nearby.

   That's someone from Yun Xuezong who came to investigate.

   There was a hasty knock on the door, and the concierge Ji Que took a deep breath and opened the door.

   To be honest, he was a little nervous, but he got into the scene quickly.

  His hair was disheveled, he rubbed his "bleary-eyed" eyes, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

   Several young disciples left after asking coldly.

  Ji Que passed the test, and after closing the door, he let out a long sigh of relief.

   Oh, it was quite exciting to be interrogated for the first time as an undercover agent.

   Just thinking about the clothes that were destroyed by him, I still can't help but feel a little heartache.

   These clothes should be reimbursed, but he still has a heartache.

  However, tonight he had to say that there was no gain, at least he found the trace left by the previous spy, Fang Sihai.

   "He is coming out, who is he referring to?"

   Is this "fish corpse at the bottom of the lake." Was it left before the information was sent out, or after it was sent out?

   As for the white-faced man today, he is really worthy of vigilance.

  The other party was wearing a mask. After the mask was damaged, the strange mist still covered his face, which meant that the other party, like him, did not want to show his face.

   There is also the number of moves of the opponent, Ji Que can feel that the opponent deliberately concealed the number of moves.

  If he hadn't been forced by him, that person wouldn't even use the transparent and sharp silk thread.

   Does this mean that the opponent's usual moves are very distinctive and easy to be seen?

  Based on Ji Que's judgment, the white-faced man might be a high-ranking member of the Yunxue Sect.

  The reason why Qingqi Division came here to investigate was because there might be a monster like Lin Xiangzhi's "father" hidden here.

  They are lurking among humans, and some occupy high positions, obviously not because they like playing games as humans, but because they are plotting something.

  But what Ji Que is worried about now is not the white-faced man, but the "Him."

  Although the white-faced man ran away today, and even has a backup, he is confident that he will fight with the opponent.

  And that "Him", the "Him" that Fang Sihai carved in the depths of the ancient well like crazy, he had no idea in his heart.

  Why did Fang Sihai engrave that sentence there?

  Just the distorted font on the well wall makes people feel morbid fear and despair.

  He must have discovered something, and then he was trapped there, and then he carved that line of words.

  Ji Que even had an illusion that Fang Sihai didn't use that line of words to warn people who came after him, but came from the instinct of fear.

  It seemed that if he didn't do that, he would collapse in an instant, or go crazy.

  What the **** could scare him like that?

   Ji Que felt for a moment that the water here was quite deep.

  On the other side, Elder Xue and Elder Wang from the Zongmen came to the chaotic scene in the ancestral land.

  Elder Wang is a tall man with gray hair, giving off a gentle and elegant temperament.

  Elder Xue is a woman who has been in charge of guarding the sect, so she was a little annoyed by this, and asked, "Old Wang, what kind of weapon is this?"

  Elder Wang stood there, silent for a while, and said, "I can't tell."

   "Can't see it? You can't even see it?"

   "Well, there are too many changes in one of them. Some of them have strange sword marks, some seem to be caused by sticks, and there are even traces of war halberds and sickles."

  At this time, Elder Wang squatted down, pointed to a block mark on the ground and said, "This should be a brick."

   "Brick?" Elder Xue blinked, a little confused.

   "You mean, one of them is good at weird sword skills, stick skills, can use a war halberd, and even hit people with a brick?"

   "No, there is still lime." Elder Wang reported.

  For a while, such a picture appeared in Elder Xue's mind.

   That is a person carrying a strange sword, stick, halberd, and sickle on his back, with bricks and lime, and stabs, smashes, cuts, slaps, and sprinkles lime on the enemy.

  Why is it the same as a spider spirit?

  In the world of practice, monks who are successful in practice often only focus on one thing, two things at most, because between the four realms of divine sense and five realms of life, monks need to sharpen suitable weapons to become life objects.

  The most common one is the natal flying sword that moves freely.

  And if you know too many weapons, it will appear complicated and affect your progress.

  In Elder Xue’s impression, those who came out with a series of weapons on their backs were either jugglers in the Jianghu, or some fancy chickens.

  Not to mention four realms and five realms, the second realm is probably the limit.

  Especially the bricks and lime powder inside, no matter how you look at it, it looks like street hooligans fighting each other.

   But the marks in front of her are definitely not something a rookie can leave behind. They are just the few deep ravines and cut marks on the ground. Even she who is at the upper level of the Divine Sense Realm of the Four Realms has to deal with it carefully.

  Because she can perceive the strength and sharpness inside.

   "What a hassle."

  Elder Xue couldn't help sighing.

   Immediately, she looked at the spirit fox sculpture with a stick of incense in its mouth, and fell silent again.

  One thing is at least certain now, and that is that the guy who just messed around here, if not a hooligan, is definitely not a serious thing!

  Thinking, she took off the incense stick from the statue's mouth and stuck it on the ground.

  At this time, the white cat Lin Xiang was sitting on the top of a tree, watching all this quietly.

  The night is getting darker

  (end of this chapter)