238: C238 Netherworld Ghost Claw(1)

C238 Netherworld Ghost Claw(1)

Qin Wuqing was shocked when he heard the sound coming from behind him. He turned around and saw a young man about twenty-four or twenty-five years old appearing in front of him. Cold wind. In the howling wind, this young man stood proudly with his hands behind his back like a pine tree. He actually had an extraordinary feeling.

The young man was smiling, and it wasn't a very sunny smile. It was a wicked smile, especially the curve of his lips. It made people think that this man was extremely conceited, as if nothing in the world could stump him.

He casually glanced at the young man, but Qin Wuqing didn't say anything. He just narrowed his eyes into a slit. Instantly, his eyes, which were filled with endless vicissitudes of life and stories, were covered up. What was revealed was a trace of cruelty when a wild beast saw its prey. It was cold.

"How about we go somewhere else?"

Being stared at by Qin Wuqing like a poisonous snake, the young man didn't care at all. He calmly took out a cigarette and lit it up. This seemingly casual action made Qin Wuqing startled, and then revealed a trace of seriousness.

He originally thought that the young man was using the smoke to hide the nervousness in his heart. But... He noticed that the young man, regardless of whether he was smoking or igniting the cigarette... His hands were extremely steady. It was not an act. He truly did not care about it. To put it bluntly, the pressure that he had created... It's a joke in other people's eyes.

"What? Are we really going to fight here?"

The young man spat out a smoke ring and looked at Qin Wuqing with a mocking expression.

"Let's go."

Qin Wuqing opened his eyes and swept his pitch-black eyes across the street. In the end, he chose a dark alley and left.

The young man threw away the cigarette he had just smoked. Without any hesitation, he followed closely behind Qin Wuqing.

Qin Wuqing's footsteps were very fast. It looked like a very normal pace, but his person was like a fairy in the night. He moved through the night, like the wind blowing into the night and making everything quiet.

There was no wind, no footsteps. If it wasn't for the long shadow of the street lamp on the ground, people would suspect whether he was a human or a ghost.

However, no matter how hard he tried to control his Qi, there would always be a uniform sound of footsteps behind him. The mysterious young man who suddenly appeared was like a maggot that followed him closely.

When he arrived at a dark alley that didn't even have a street lamp, Qin Wuqing suddenly stopped. At this moment, he seemed to have merged with the darkness, giving people an unreal feeling.

"Young man, you are very strong."

Qin Wuqing stood casually. He did not have any defensive or offensive posture. His body was very relaxed as he merged with the darkness.

"Is that so? To be praised by the world's number three assassin, I feel very honored." The young man shrugged his shoulders, looking very pleased.

"Tell me your identity and see if I can save your life."

Qin Wuqing had never been interested in the third assassin, but before he could get his revenge, he couldn't expose his identity no matter what. Therefore... When the young man revealed his identity, in his eyes... Already showing killing intent.

"Secret Service Company, Faang Xuan."

The young man was Faang Xuan. He had come under the orders of the old ghost.

"Hmph!"

Qin Wuqing's face darkened, "Rumor has it that a genius descendant of the Zhuo family is an instructor in the Secret Service Company. His name is Zhuo Yuanzheng, and you are sent here by him?"

When the mention of the Zhuo family was brought up, Qin Wuqing's aura became wild and violent. It was a hatred that he couldn't wash away even with the water of the three rivers and five lakes. "It seems like you aren't doing well in the Secret Service Company."

"What do you mean?"

Faang Xuan was puzzled.

"If you are doing well, why did your superior send you to die alone?"

Qin Wuqing's expression was gloomy, because he had already determined that Faang Xuan was sent by Zhuo Yuanzheng. He didn't have a good impression of Faang Xuan.

"Don't, don't, don't, Old Qin. Don't misunderstand. I am only here to..."

"Cut the crap. Since you dare to come here, you must be prepared to die."

Before Faang Xuan could finish his words, Qin Wuqing had already moved. In the darkness, he could only feel a cool breeze blowing past. His shadow had already appeared in front of Faang Xuan.

A sharp claw that carried a cold chill tore through the void. As soon as it appeared in front of Faang Xuan, it instantly covered his entire body. It sealed off the surrounding space, causing a ghastly feeling to rise up around the alley.

Faang Xuan shivered. This was an attack that was accompanied by a mental pressure. It gave people the feeling of being controlled the moment he attacked. However, he had been through hundreds of battles and had been tempered through countless life and death situations. His will had long been firm as a rock. How could it be shaken by this sort of intangible attack?

Facing the attack of the Nether Ghost Claw, Faang Xuan stepped forward and moved horizontally. A wave of true qi spread across his entire body. The moment the Ghost Claw pressed down, he turned into a cool breeze and drifted out.

He flashed to the side and focused his eyes. He saw a faint shadow in the darkness. It was approaching him at a speed faster than the speed of sound. The two hands of the black shadow. He made strange gestures in the air, following the changes of the gestures. Miserable and sorrowful cries resounded through the air, reaching straight to his heart.

When Faang Xuan heard this sad cry, he felt as if he had seen endless vengeful souls. He opened his mouth wide and bit towards ___. Not only that, but a white bone like claw shadow suddenly appeared in the air. It filled every inch of the space.

Faang Xuan was stunned. What was going on?

Was it Kung Fu? Or magic?

At this moment, the thousands of claw shadows and the miserable howl of the heart pounced towards him from the sky. Although there was still a distance between them, the cold wind had already made the skin on his face hurt.

It had to be known that Faang Xuan's muscle strength and cell activity were more than a hundred times stronger than ordinary people. No matter how fierce the cold wind was, it could not make his skin feel prickly pain. However, at this moment, when those white bones and sharp claws that knew that it was an illusion attacked him, his face actually felt a sharp pain from being blown by the wind. How could he not be shocked?

"No matter what, no matter if it's real or fake, you can't let these ghost hands catch me."

Faang Xuan's face darkened. He took out a dagger from his waist. He waved it continuously in the air, and in an instant, he swung it 49 times. Every time he swung his blade, a transparent blade light would flash out. A total of forty-nine saber lights formed a net of saber lights around his body.

This transparent saber net gradually enlarged. In less than a breath's time, it had spread to the entire passageway.

Rumble... Rumble...

This net of saber light was completely formed from the unique true force of the Heaven Splitting Three Strikes. As he struck out, the sound of thunder resounded in the air. At the same time, the ghastly white bones and claws closed in on the saber light. Maybe they didn't exist to begin with.

A net of blades flew out of the alley and into the night sky before finally disappearing into the dark sky.

The air returned to its calm state, and all the cold wind and ghostly claws disappeared. Even the shrill howl that pierced into one's heart had disappeared. Just as Faang Xuan let out a sigh of relief... * Swoosh! * Suddenly, a sense of danger swept across his mind.

Behind him, an undetectable flow of air surged. No one knew when, but Qin Wuqing had actually arrived behind Faang Xuan. With lightning speed, one of his fists rapidly approached Faang Xuan's back.

What kind of speed was this?

In the process of his fist moving forward, the surrounding air collapsed. Not only was there no sound of the wind, even the flow of air was compressed to the minimum.

At this critical moment, Faang Xuan kicked off the ground with one leg, and his body rose from the ground. Finally, he fell to the ground. From his head down to his feet, an indestructible fist fell from the sky, forcefully welcoming the incoming fist.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the air exploded. With the two fists as the center, a vacuum with a diameter of two meters was formed around them.

Suddenly, the two meters of vacuum space was retracted and released. True Qi rushed out violently, and an invisible and material force was released. The friction between the air and the air produced a series of sharp cracking sounds, like fierce arrows piercing through the clouds. The brick walls on both sides of the alley were blown up, as if they had been bombarded by a ton of fierce explosions. Sand, sand, and dust flew everywhere.

At the same time, the two figures separated at once. They drew two long parabola lines in the air, followed by two heavy muffled sounds.

"Bang! Bang!!"

The two of them landed almost at the same time. The huge force seemed to even shake the earth.

Fortunately, this was an empty alley, and the nearest residential building was at least a thousand meters away. Otherwise, such a huge commotion would definitely make people think that there was an earthquake, and it might even cause a wave of panic.

Puchi!

A mouthful of blood shot out from his mouth, and Faang Xuan's breathing became somewhat chaotic. Even his meridians were injured quite badly.1

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