Part 5 Chapter 143 Horror 1 Sword!

The three of them arrived at the scene of the accident almost in the blink of an eye. Inside and outside the room, all the masters of the three holy places have gathered here, and everyone's faces are full of endless grief and anger!

Any one of these people has reached the realm of the world's first-class powerhouse, and their reactions are natural and quick. In addition, they basically live together, and they have all arrived at the moment when the screams first started.

"What's going on?" Hai Wuya asked with a sullen face.

"It's Xia Dongting, Xia Dongting is over." Among the crowd, a middle-aged man in purple robe looked at Hai Wuya with a pale face, and said in a low voice.

"Get out of the way!" Hai Wuya's face changed again, and he stepped forward, and everyone quickly made way for the door.

Hai Wuya rolled towards the door like a whirlwind, and suddenly his whole body shook, almost like a clay sculpture, standing there blankly, his eyes shot out an unbelievable light.

On the ground floor of the room facing the door, most of Xia Dongting's face was facing the sky, with an extremely distorted and weird expression on his face, his eyes were wide open, and in the frozen pupils, there was despair and anger, and a somewhat weird color . The two hands formed an unusually weird posture, the left hand stretched forward, the hand was in the shape of a claw, and the right hand was bent in an arc, facing the position of the shoulder behind.

On his shoulder, the saber that he carried with him was still quietly in its sheath, and it hadn't been unsheathed at all! His body was extremely distorted, his mouth was opened wide, and blood was slowly gushing out from inside until now, dripping onto the ground.

Hai Wuya's body trembled violently, slowly raised his head, and closed his eyes. Leaning slightly, he slowly asked: "Who was the first to come here? Come out and answer!"

A man in purple robe slowly walked out of the crowd with an unusually sad expression.

"When you came, there was no pop-up novel website, what was it like?" Hai Wuya's voice was very deep, and there seemed to be uncontrollable anger in it: "What did you find?"

"This is a perfect assassination!" The purple-robed man's expression was heavy and indignant, but there was even a hint of indescribable panic and fear: "Master Hai, my residence is only separated by a wall from Brother Xia, but for this During the sudden assassination process, I didn’t hear any sound at all, and I didn’t find any abnormality at all! The only movement was Brother Xia’s scream; when I arrived here, there was no pop-up novel network , the matter of distance, it will definitely not take more than half a breath; but brother Xia is already in this state."

The muscles in the corners of the eyes of the middle-aged man in Zipao couldn't help shaking, obviously he was frightened by his own words!

It wasn't just him, in fact, everyone who heard his words trembled uncontrollably. This sentence seems ordinary,

But what deep meaning is contained in it, but it is enough to make every saint present feel insecure, and their hearts are shocked to the extreme!

There was only one wall separated, and the assassination succeeded in killing a saint-level powerhouse, but the other saint didn't hear any movement at all, and didn't even notice any abnormalities. Can arbitrarily assassinate any saint? And there is absolutely no possibility of missing? What kind of terrifying power does that assassin have? !

Shocked? Not yet counted!

Because what the purple-robed man said next was even more surprising, even inexplicable.

"Just now, to be more precise, just a quarter of an hour ago, I had a long conversation with Brother Xia in his room. Brother Xia once said that the situation in front of us is just about to come, and the strength of the enemy is beyond profound. However, even though our side is stronger, it has not been able to suppress the opponent completely. Therefore, none of us should relax our vigilance at all times, and keep our weapons within easy reach all the time. Be ready to face the enemy at any time, just because we are stronger, the other party will definitely use some ghost town tricks to consume our vital strength, we must be careful! But now"

Everyone gasped, looking at Xia Dongting's body on the ground, and the motionless long sword with a sheath on his back, in everyone's eyes, it was incredible!

That's what Xia Dongting said, and I believe he himself must have done the same thing; but in such a state of high vigilance, under the assassination attack of the assassin in the dark, his vigilance didn't help at all. !

Even such vigilant people are not spared, will others still survive? !

Killing with one blow, a generation of saints didn't even have the chance to draw their swords out of their sheaths! This is a real saint-level powerhouse! The long sword was carried on his back, and it was the most convenient position for him. As long as he thought about it, he could draw the sword out of its sheath and attack in an instant without any pause!

However, this sword lost the chance to draw it out!

So, how fast should that assassin be? ?

"When I heard the cry, I rushed over immediately. Brother Xia still had his last breath, but at that time he was completely speechless!" The purple-robed man took a deep breath. With a sigh of relief, he said: "The most unbelievable thing is that the wound is on the chest! Impartial, the sword hits the vital point of the heart!"

There was an uproar, and immediately there were discussions!

The wound was on the chest, which meant that this arrogant assassin was assassinated face to face! ?

Even if a saint is facing the holy emperor's head-on sniper, no matter how frightened he is, even knowing that he is not an opponent, he will never be so useless that he can't even draw his sword in time!

However, such an unbelievable fact appeared right in front of his eyes. What is going on?

"This scar is a flaw instead, and the fatal scar can never be the scar that hits the heart!" The one who spoke was Zhan Mubai who came in later, his eyes were shining brightly, and he said slowly: "If it really hits the sword right Heart, then, even my generation of Saint Emperors, will not have the chance to make that scream before! They will only die immediately! If that is the case, it will be a perfect assassination in the true sense!"

All the people present are experts in martial arts, so they are well aware of the vital mysteries of the human body, but Zhan Mubai's words are like the apotheosis of the ether coral, which instantly wakes up the people present, and the next moment everyone's eyes focus on Xia Dongting's figure on the ground on the corpse.

Hai Wuya took a deep breath, squatted down, laid Xia Dongting's body flat on the ground, and said in a low voice, "Brother Xia, please forgive me. In order to catch the murderer as soon as possible and avoid other victims, we also want to Blood hatred for brother Xia as soon as possible! We have to offend."

All the surrounding saints felt a numbness in their hearts. Hai Wuya's words showed the method he was going to take to dissect the corpse and check the wounds! Only in this way can we truly solve the mystery and understand the real fatal cause of death of the deceased.

Hai Wuya stretched out his right hand, and the long sword on Xia Dongting's back came out of its sheath with a "clang", and its light shone. This sword was finally out of its sheath, but its function was not to kill the enemy, but to dissect the body of its own master!

What an irony this is for the saints! But now, they can only watch and suffer! even, looking forward to

With a flash of sword light, the clothes on Xia Dongting's upper body were parted, exposing the muscles of his chest. At the position of the heart, there was an extremely small red mark hidden. If you don't identify it carefully, you will only think that it was just accidentally scratched by a tree branch. Who would believe that such a small trace is enough to kill Madam?

Hai Wuya lightly held the two sides of the red mark with his fingers, and suddenly pulled slightly harder; a blood arrow shot out suddenly, the force was unusually strong, and it splashed straight onto the roof of the house with a "swipe". A brilliant red rhododendron bloomed.

Hai Wuya tilted his head, letting the bloody arrow pass by his ear. His eyes became deeper, seeing the wound he opened, his pupils constricted, and he murmured: "What a fast sword! What a ruthless sword! What a terrific sword!"

Zhan Mubai had the same dignified expression, and nodded slowly.

Only the fastest sword, the sword that is extremely fast, can be pierced into the chest where the blood flow is the most concentrated, and then quickly pulled out without leaving any traces. Even the liquid blood can only be in the abdominal cavity. Gathering, being blocked for life, there is no room for venting at all!

Everyone present understands this truth, and everyone can do it if they ask themselves, and even most of them have made similar shots! However, if this kind of swordsmanship is used against a saint, and this effect can be achieved, no one present can do it!

This kind of swordsmanship application has always been a special swordsmanship for the strong to bully the weak. Only when it is used on opponents who are several levels lower than oneself, can it be used freely and successfully with one blow! Using this method to fight against an enemy whose strength is equal to or even higher than his own is simply an act of courting death!

A saint is almost equivalent to an existence with a second life, and the strength of his body is self-evident. Even if an ordinary Tianxuan expert holds a magic weapon and slashes thousands of times in a row, it may not be able to break through the Saint's Xuangong defense!

Also, the saint's reaction was equally astonishingly fast. Once the sword brocade enters the body, the moment you notice something is wrong, you can fully tighten your muscles to join forces, and at the same time shift the original position of the heart, so that the enemy's sword that is facing the heart can be pierced into the empty space, and you can use the momentum to quickly attack the enemy when the enemy misses. Fight back!

But this sword cleanly destroyed all the defensive power of a saint! All the expected responses did not come out! There was only time to let out an almost instinctive scream!

"I believe everyone can see clearly that this is the real fatal injury! And it is this kind of sword! Even the saint is helpless, helpless! This also proves Brother Xia's judgment, the enemy's strength is really strong! It is unfathomable, and beside us, there is hidden an ultimate killer with enough strength to shake the world! From now on, all saints must keep three people in a room and strengthen their guard! Whenever there is a warning sign, call the police immediately! Never again Any carelessness." Hai Wuya said solemnly.

Everyone at the scene agreed in unison, everyone understood that Hai Wuya's words were by no means alarmist, if he was careless, he might be another Xia Dongting.

"Wait a minute! I'm afraid this matter is not so simple!" Zhan Mubai snorted, and said: "I'm afraid the true meaning of this sword is far more than that. In it, there is even more meaning that the murderer is demonstrating to us .

"Demonstration?" Everyone was puzzled. the y