Martial Arts: Invite the Moon to send me undercover Jin Yiwei

Bai Zhantang looked at the brightly lit Tianji Building in front of him, and there was only this place left.

I have searched Baizhantang in Shenjiazhuang for two days, and searched all those hidden places, but found nothing, only the Tianji Building has not been found yet.

Looking around, seeing that there was no other movement, Bai Zhantang took a deep breath, and at this moment stepped a little, as nimbly as a hawk in the dark.

In an instant, it has jumped more than 20 feet and landed on the eaves on the side of the third floor of Tianji Building.

There was a small ventilation window next to it, Bai Zhantang fiddled with it a few times, the window was opened, and then he rushed in lightly.

Inside the Tianji Building, the lights are bright, but there are no people there. In the middle of the building is a 30-meter-tall sculpture of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

The whole body is glittering with golden light, which makes people dazzled at a glance. . . .

"It's really rich, even if it's only coated with gold on the outside, it still costs a lot of gold!"

Bai Zhantang looked at the tall sculpture of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in front of him, and couldn't help sighing.

But soon, he remembered what he was here for, held his breath, and looked around.

And from this point of view, there are really some situations.

About two feet above the ground, there are some transparent silk threads everywhere, and there are many threads. If you touch it a little, it will definitely pull the mechanism.

"Celestial silk? So luxurious!"

Bai Zhantang bent down, looked at the silk these days, and shook his head.

He is suspicious now that the Deer Cutting Knife is here.

Squinting his eyes, he looked around, and finally Bai Zhantang fixed his gaze on the shining golden Buddha statue in front of him.

The more prominent something is, the more unusual it is.

The Buddha statue has eight arms, or holds a flower basket, or a vase, which are places where things can be hidden.

With a slight movement of his body, he rose up out of thin air, lightly pulled his hand on the wooden pillar, and used his strength to fly to the top of the Buddha statue, ready to see what happened.

Wherever they passed, there was no foothold, and they all stepped on the gaps densely covered with silkworm silk, as light as feathers.

All the way up the mountain, dodging left and right, and soon he came to the top of the Buddha statue.

And just as he landed on the top of the Buddha statue, he was surprised by the black box in the middle in front of him.

"You can't be so lucky?"

Bai Zhantang muttered, carefully avoiding the sky silk around him, came to the center, bent down and opened the box 3.0.

Inside the box is a long knife with a sheath, the blade is straight and slender, about two or three feet long, and the handle of the knife looks like an axe.

He raised his hand to take it, but the knife was not heavy.

Holding the handle of the knife with a slight force, the knife did not move at all.

Bai Zhantang frowned, silently channeling his inner strength, and unleashed his own strength.

But the whole knife remained motionless as if it had been poured to death by molten iron.

"Rusted? But with all my troubles, a cow should have been pulled away by me."

Bai Zhantang muttered, feeling unusual in his heart.

But without thinking too much, he took the knife away, closed the box again, restored the original position, and left easily from the original position.

In this way, Shen Feiyun's secret building, which claims to have no entry but no exit, did not cause him the slightest trouble at all.

And the dozens of guards below, although illuminating the doorway like daylight, did not have any effect.

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Chapter 1 "Gathering in the Dark" The mafia masters who intend to grab the knife

Another two days passed in a blink of an eye, and in a place called Lijia Town, Lin Wuyou and Feng Siniang were eating at the window on the second floor of an inn.

The dishes on the table are good, with meat and vegetables.

But now the three of them look very different.

Lin Wuyou is now a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion, two mustaches, wearing a Taoist robe, a cloud crown on his head, and a stick of dust on the table.

It looks like an ordinary wandering Taoist priest.

Dong Tianbao was wearing a monk's robe with a yellow background and green face, his appearance hadn't changed much, except that there was a lump of flesh on his nose, like a tumor.

Looking at it from a distance, it is really a bit scary.

Feng Siniang is wearing a purple Taoist robe, with a Taoist square hat on her head, and her complexion is a bit dark.

Acquaintances may not recognize them when they see them.

This is the disguise mask brought by Lin Wuyou, plus some small decorations by Feng Siniang.

I have to say, it's pretty good.

"Why haven't those guys come here? How many days have we been running, can't we miss it?"

Feng Siniang ate a mouthful of food, glanced downstairs, her pretty eyebrows frowned.

If you really missed it, then 04 played a big own goal.

"We are all walking on the main road. Even if we are resting at night, the three of us take turns to be on duty. It is impossible to miss them."

Lin Wuyou shook his head, and also looked downstairs.

They are very careful along the way, so it is impossible to miss it.

It can only mean that they haven't arrived yet.

"Hmph, they..."

Feng Siniang snorted coldly, and wanted to say something, but suddenly her voice froze, and she looked downstairs.

Lin Wuyou noticed it, and also looked at it.

Sure enough, four horses came downstairs, and all four of them were quite tall.

Especially the leader, a stalwart middle-aged man with only one arm, who was carrying a black box five feet long and three feet wide, had already walked in.

And this person is one of Lin Wuyou's goals here.

"Come, come, they actually entered this inn."

The long-awaited target finally appeared, even Feng Siniang couldn't help being a little excited.

"Don't disturb them, these people are not ordinary!"

Lin Wuyou clapped his fingers and shook his head at Feng Siniang.

As early as when he learned that he was going to Shenjiazhuang, Lin Wuyou went to the border of Jiangnan. Along the way, he secretly sought out people from the Jinyiwei, and asked about some masters of the Jiangnan Wulin League.

In the end, he really got a piece of news that made him very interested.

Compared with Feng Siniang and the others who are just on the spur of the moment, he needs to know more.

"What, let's do it now, grab it and run away!"

Feng Siniang said in a low voice, her eyes were shining brightly.

The precious sword is at hand, like an old cat resting on a salted fish, how can it bear it?

What if someone else takes the lead?

At this time, there was a muffled sound in the corridor, and it was the four people guarding the knife who came upstairs.

Fortunately, the second floor is quite spacious. Under Xiao Er's guidance, they went to the other window, quite far away from Lin Wuyou and the others.

"Did you see that man wearing a black armor with shoulder coverings and a black crown on his head is Hai Lingzi from the Hainan Sword Sect. He is good at gull-slaying swordsmanship and can easily pierce birds.

"The one wearing a long black coat and with wide hands is the Kwantung hero Tu Xiaotian. His hands are dedicated to hitting 36 major acupoints and 72 small acupoints on the human body. The identification of acupoints is only accurate. Few people can reach it. He is born with a late stage."

After Lin Wuyou talked about the identities of these two people, their strengths in martial arts, and their realm, he took a sip from the wine glass to avoid being noticed.

After hearing this, Feng Siniang blinked, a little surprised.

She also knew the names of these two people, but she didn't expect that they were in front of her eyes, and they were also the escort of the treasured sword.

Looking at these two people with some fear, Feng Siniang picked up the jug and poured Lin Wuyou a glass of wine:

"Then what about the remaining two? Who are the remaining two?"

Lin Wuyou picked up the wine glass and took another bite of the food.

His eyes slanted slightly, and he looked at the remaining two people.

"Green satin round flower gown, with a white face and no beard. The Taoist in the Taoist robe is Zhao Wuji, the head of the Xiantian Wuji sect. The thirteenth way of Xiantian Wuji swordsmanship is extremely proficient and congenitally perfect."

Lin Wuyou took a sip of wine, and told the information about one person again.

"What about the last one! The one without hands should be easy to deal with. Let's use him as a gap, and the knife is also on him!"

Feng Siniang looked at the last person vigorously with her eyes.

Because the knife box was on his body.

Besides, there is only one hand, so it must be very easy to deal with.

"Don't think about it, those three are only late inborn and consummated, and this one-armed eagle king Sikong Shu is a grandmaster, but this grandmaster is very weak compared to the grandmasters of the same realm."

"Because this guy might have a problem with his head after breaking through to the Grandmaster, and he dared to challenge the White-Browed Eagle King of the Sky Eagle Sect. As a result, one arm was torn off after two moves, and he was sent by the White-Browed Eagle King to challenge him." People threw it out.

He escaped by chance, and half of his eagle claw skills were crippled. Later, he was disheartened and was approached by Shen Feiyun, who invited him to join the Jiangnan Martial Arts League. "

"Although he said so, even if he only has one hand, the three next to him can't beat him tied up, so they can't be impulsive."

Lin Wuyou shook his head.

"Hmph, so what, I don't believe they don't have weaknesses, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, it's the men who always take advantage of it!"

Feng Siniang was a little unconvinced.

While Lin Wuyou and Feng Siniang were talking about this, there was a restaurant opposite the inn they were in. From the window on the second floor of the restaurant, four men in different costumes were secretly looking at the One-armed Eagle King and the others. go.

As for the rest of the seats on the second floor, they were all filled with weirdly dressed people.

The waiter in the shop didn't dare to come to serve the food. The one in front had already lay down because he said something wrong.

"Brother Zhaxing, those four are the four masters who escorted the Deer Cutter. The one missing the arm is the one-armed Eagle King Sikong Shu, who is said to be the master."

647 "The one next to him in Taoist robe is called Zhao Wuji, the one with armor on his shoulders is called Hai Lingzi, and the one in black is Tu Xiaotian, they are all stubble."

The one who spoke was a hall master of the Qishamen, and the 'Brother Zhaxing' in front of him was Xingxiu Sect, Zhai Xingzi, the eldest disciple of Xingxiu's old monster.

He was robbing and killing around Jingzhou before, but was hunted down by Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo for a long time, but fortunately he had many means and tricks, so he escaped with his life.

Originally, Zhai Xingzi wanted to go back to the Xingxiu Sect, but on the way, he heard the news of the Deer-cutting Knife.

So I got in touch with a few gang leaders and rudder masters who were also a little bit excited, and they were going to make a vote. If they won the deer-cutting knife, they would fight for it afterwards according to their own abilities.

"These people are not easy to mess with, especially Sikong Shu."

This time it was a monk who spoke, wearing a red cassock, but there was no ring scar on his head, and he looked very ferocious, with his face slashed with flesh.

While speaking, the flesh on his face trembled, and there was a machete beside him.

He is a disciple of the Blood Knife Sect.

"Unless Brother Zhaxing has the blood-sealed throat poison in his hand, and with my throwing knife, there is still a chance."

The last person to speak was a thin-looking man in a black robe.

He is a disciple of Flying Daomen.

Feidaomen has always acted alone, and it is difficult to find their place of residence.

It's just that this man's knife throwing skills are really not bad, and several gangsters who intend to provoke him have already become his ghosts. .

Chapter 1 "Assaulted on the Road" The gangsters who besieged and killed the master

"Of course I have this kind of poison, but how to get close to the other party to poison it is a bit tricky."

Zhai Xingzi pretended to be mysterious, then shook his head again.

It's not a problem to deal with those three innate masters.

But if Si Kongshu, the one-armed eagle king, is not taken down, everything will be useless.