Mysterious World, I Have Special Understanding

Tick, tick.

There was blood dripping 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's right hand grasped the Qianji Sword, a cold arrow roared and shot towards the mouth of the well.

At almost the same time, Ji Que's back was stuck to 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 time, a shadow struck.

The white-faced man was unmoved, and lightly clamped the two fingers of his free left hand, and pinched 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 mouth of the well, 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, he 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 made 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 bumped into each other with a bang, and they bounced away respectively.

After landing, the two turned around at almost the same time, spilled 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 suddenly spilled a bunch of lime, and turned their heads to avoid it.

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.

As a result, the rushing quicklime stagnated 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.

And Ji Que wore a nine-tube mask on his face, and the nunchakus suddenly turned into three-section sticks, dancing like a seal.

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

But just when the two sides were evenly matched, a gust of wind suddenly sounded.

That's the hair dryer effect activated!

So 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 that 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 crazily.

Clap clap!

Clang, clang!

The three-section cudgel turned 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 cudgel, the front of his body was swaying 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 shower suddenly disappeared.

And his hands were still waving habitually.

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

With quick eyes and quick hands, he grabbed the stick that was sneaking up 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 at some point, the three-section cudgels that were connected together suddenly turned into double-wielding double sticks. One was held in the hand of the white-faced man, while the other hit the white-faced man's crotch.

At this moment, both sides froze 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 sun 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, with the hook of the bladed stick, the white-faced man's pants were broken, and a trace of blood flew out.

After the white-faced man rolled back a few times, he 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 abdomen, 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.

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

Because the moment Ji Que hooked the stick back in his hand, it was already combined with another stick.

With a twist, it becomes a hook and sickle gun.

The white-faced man retreated 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 gully, 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 jumped forward, and the hook and sickle spear whizzed down.

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

He was just about 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 hook sickle twisted into a tapered long sword full of sharp blades, and as Ji Que pulled it back, sparks flew for a while.

A few pieces of incomparably hard skin splashed out from that iron-like palm, and a few drops of blood flowed out.

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

The white-masked man's feet did not 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 slap, the twisting blade hit the man's back. The moment the man's flesh was smashed open, his body twisted again, and at the same time he dispelled the attack, he rushed out again.

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

He originally intended to at least smash the opponent's mask to see who it was, but he didn't expect the opponent's figure 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 swept over, extremely sinister.

There is an almost transparent line in the air.

No, in terms of its 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 silk thread with a bang.

As soon as the man's hands were interlaced, the silk-like blade surrounded Ji Que.

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

The sound of chi chi could not be heard, it was the collision of the Qianji sword and the "invisible blade" tightened around it.

To be honest, this kind of style of play with lines and no blades is really unique, so that Ji Que, who has never seen the world much, finds it quite amusing.

As the white-faced man moved his fingers, there was a swish, and another invisible blade cut open.

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

But at this moment, 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 long-awaited volley hit Banzhuan's body.

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 figure to the side, trying to avoid it.

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

With a muffled bang, the mask on the right side of the white-faced man was shattered, and his whole body was spinning like a spinning top, dispelling the terrifying force.

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

Ji Que rushed forward in an instant, and 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 shattered, 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 time, the whirling body of the white-faced man had fallen to the ground.

He pulled the ten fingers of both hands violently, and the transparent silk threads around him suddenly turned into a net, enveloping Ji Que around him.

Ji Que's forward figure was stopped for a moment, but the Qianji Sword in his hand instantly turned into a pair of large scissors, 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 without any hesitation, the two fled into the woods to escape, one to the left and the other to the right.

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

He quickly passed 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 night 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 loud noises sound nearby.

That was 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.

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

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

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

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

But 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?"

This is "the bottom of the lake, fish corpses." Was it left before the intelligence 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, and after the mask was broken, 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 lurk among humans, and some occupy high positions, obviously not because they like to play human games, 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 had a second hand, he was confident that he would be able to fight the opponent at least half of the time.

And that "He", 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 wall of the well 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 to warn people who came after him, but it 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 hell could scare him like that?

For a moment, Ji Que felt that the water inside 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 demeanor.

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 the roads here are 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 square imprint 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 swordsmanship and staff skills, can use a 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 man with strange swords, sticks, halberds, and sickles on his back, with bricks and lime, and stabs, smashes, cuts, slaps, and sprinkles lime on the enemy.

Why is it like 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 spiritual thought and the 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 diligence.

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 the 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 these marks in front of her are definitely not something a rookie can leave, just the few deep gullies and cut marks on the ground, even if she is at the upper level of the Four Realms Divine Sense Realm, she has to deal with it carefully.

Because she can sense the strength and sharpness inside.

"What a hassle."

Elder Xue couldn't help sighing.

Immediately, she looked at the sculpture of a spirit fox 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 was messing around here just now, if not a hooligan, is definitely not a serious thing!

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

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

the night is getting deeper