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    Chapter 48 Longhua Guards (Part 1)

    Looking at the green-haired boy who was gradually approaching, Lin Xiansong felt a huge threat slowly approaching him.

    Who are they?  What is the purpose.  As he thought, he stared at the green-haired boy warily.

    "Time is running out, let's deal with you as soon as possible." The green-haired boy suddenly changed his playful smile, and a cold and sharp aura like a blade emanated from him.

    The thought of 'danger' flashed in his mind, and he moved his body to the side, just in time to avoid the green-haired boy's sudden hook. Hearing the sound of the fist cutting through the air, if he was hit by him, I'm afraid he would be in danger.  It won't be as simple as lying down for a few days.

    Lin Xiansong should have been furious if he was treated so cruelly for no reason.

    But on the contrary, he was extremely calm at this time. Judging from the actions of the three of them entering the practice hall, they had the purpose of hurting others. Now it seems that he is their target.

    At this time, there was no time to think about the opponent's background. He had just dodged a fatal hook and felt a strong wind coming from above his head, so he immediately rolled away.

    There was a crunching sound, and the green-haired boy's kick from above left several deep cracks in the wooden floor.

    "Well, I didn't expect the reaction to be so fast." The green-haired boy was slightly surprised and said to himself as he looked at Lin Xiansong who rolled out three meters away.

    "If you think you can escape today's disaster with your good reflexes, you are wrong." After saying that, he smiled cruelly, pressed his body against the floor, and rushed towards Lin Xiansong.

    The speed was as fast as a ghost, and the naked eye could only see a faint shadow.

    At a distance of three meters, the shadow arrived in a flash. No matter how fast he reacted, he had no time to make evasive movements.

    In desperation, he had no choice but to grit his teeth, use the Autumn Movement, move his inner breath to his right shoulder, and hit the shadow sideways.

    "Yeah." He groaned, and the huge impact threw him more than ten meters and landed on the floor.

    There was a tearing pain in the shoulder, and it felt as if the entire arm had lost control from the shoulder down. He quickly picked up the Autumn Art that had just been knocked away by a collision, and a refreshing coolness covered the injured shoulder.

    He is miserable here, and the green-haired boy over there is having a hard time too.

    I thought it would be effortless to deal with such a rookie, but unexpectedly, Lin Xiansong hit him in the chest. The shoulders protected by Autumn Secret were as if they were covered with a layer of armor, which was naturally harder than the flesh.  A lot, coupled with the momentum brought by his high speed, this collision in the chest almost made him vomit blood.

    She tried her best to suppress the pain in her chest, but her face inevitably turned pale.

    "Originally I just wanted to seriously injure you, but I didn't expect you to be able to resist like this. It seems I have to destroy your hands and feet." The green-haired boy said cruel words in an ordinary manner.

    He opened his denim jacket and saw two rows of thin blades shining coldly on the inside of the jacket.

    When Yuan Weilong saw this, he quickly said: "It's best not to see blood."

    The green-haired boy took out a thin blade from each hand and poured it down, and sneered: "Who said you must see blood when using a knife?"

    At this time, Lin Xiansong endured the pain in his shoulder and sat up. Although he could feel the presence of his right arm again under the influence of Autumn Secret, he could not even use the strength to lift it.  He could only look at the green-haired boy who was gradually walking in with eyes filled with blazing anger.

    "The eyes of hatred, this is what I like best." The green-haired boy licked his lips with his tongue, flexibly played with the thin-edged knife in his hands, and stepped closer to him sitting on the ground, "Maybe I should consider whether to  Take out these eyeballs as well.¡±

    His face was full of anger, but his head was still calm. From the corner of his eyes, he realized that although Zhong Meiying had moved back to a disadvantage, it would not be easy to get rid of the entanglement of the girl.

    The only possibility is that foreign aid cannot be counted on, and he can only rely on himself to get out of the huge crisis in front of him.

    The green-haired boy saw him sitting on the ground unable to get up, and knew that he was so fragile that he had lost his ability to evade. He showed a smile that seemed to be mixed with the strong smell of blood. He walked up to Lin Xiansong, lowered his head and approached Lin Xiansong.  Distance observed carefully and said to himself: "I really don't understand how that kid is so bad that we need to deal with you. It seems that he is just a fancy guy. I'm afraid the princess has misjudged the wrong person this time."

    What he said was a bit unclear, but Lin Xiansong could tell from it that the person who was looking for someone to deal with him was the boy the green-haired boy called him.

    "Listen up, my name is Qiu Lu. Remember this name that will make you hate your whole life." The green-haired boy slashed his uninjured shoulder with the knife.

    The position facing the tip of the knife?It was the Jianjing point. He also used the Jianjing point when he was practicing grappling. As long as he held the Jianjing point, not to mention one arm would not be able to move. If he used more force, the entire upper body would be numb.

    His movements were very slow, with a cruel smile on his lips, and his eyes were fixed on Lin Xiansong's face. He liked to see people's expressions when they were afraid. When the source of the fear was him, he would be even more excited.

    Those cold and ruthless eyes, the attitude of indifference to life, suddenly, he remembered that dream-like assassination, the temperament of the killer was exactly the same as the Qiu Lu in front of him.

    "Qiu Lu? I guarantee this is the most unpleasant name I have ever heard in my life." Lin Xiansong did not show any trace of panic on his face, but said calmly.

    "What did you say?" Qiu Lu's face changed, and the knife in his hand stopped. Lin Xiansong's behavior at this time was so unexpected that he was suspicious.

    "Houheimen, have you forgotten the warning you received last time in Longhua?" He said tentatively based on what he saw when he was assassinated last time.

    Qiu Lu's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he stared at Lin Xiansong, "How do you know about Houheimen? Tell me quickly, or I will kill you immediately."

    When Yuan Weilong heard that Qiu Lu wanted to kill someone, his face turned pale with fright. If Lin Xiansong really died here, he would have absolutely nothing to do with it. He wanted to persuade him, but Qiu Lu glared at him and did not dare to say anything.

    "Last time, the people from the Houhei Sect had their hands cut off. This time you came to cause trouble blatantly. You don't know what the consequences will be?" Looking at Qiu Lu's demeanor, even if they are not from the Houheimen, they must be the same as the Houheimen.  Black Gate has a great relationship.

    "Last time? Broken hands?" Qiu Lu was stunned when he heard this, and then returned to a sneer on his face: "Good boy, I don't know where I heard some trivial knowledge, and I want to use this to scare me. Today I not only want  Your hands and feet will be crippled, and your eyes will be destroyed. You are so blind, thinking that your Qiu Lu Grandpa is so easily fooled."

    Qiu Lu¡¯s sudden change surprised him. Could it be that Qiu Lu was not a member of the Houheimen, but he was obviously shocked when he just said the word "Houheimen", or maybe the man in black who assassinated him that time was not a member of the Houheimen.

    No matter what the facts are, and no matter what he is thinking now, Qiu Lu's blade is about to touch his Jianjing point.  His shoulders could already feel the cool air emanating from the blade.

    "Hey, how do you feel about despair?" Qiu Lu's cold voice echoed in his ears.

    Feeling exhausted, he could only close his eyes at this time.

    "Why don't you open your eyes and watch the blood splashing from your body? It feels so cool."

    Qiu Lu¡¯s voice was cold and sharp as he remembered it in his ears. He opened his eyes and found that the thin blade was already attached to his shoulder.

    "What are you going to do?" A horrified cry came from the window.

    Qiu Lu frowned slightly, turned around and saw an extremely beautiful woman looking towards this side with a look of fear on her face.

    "Hey, someone appreciates it. Is the performance even more perfect?" A cruel smile appeared on his lips with more interest. He turned his head and was about to use the knife, but the smile on his face suddenly froze.

    I saw that Lin Xiansong, who was completely unable to move just now and could only cut the fish with the knife, had retreated five meters away at some point.

    What's going on?  Qiu Lu was secretly shocked.  He had clearly lost all ability to move just now, but now he could walk several meters away without anyone noticing.

    The same question also appeared in Lin Xiansong's mind. The moment Yue Yanting screamed, he suddenly felt a force coming from his body, allowing him to regain the strength to move his body.

    "You recovered so quickly, I really underestimate you." Qiu Lu's eyes became more solemn, and he held the knife in his hand tighter. "But no matter how fast you recover, you have no chance."  "

    As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Lu quickly rushed towards Lin Xiansong. To outsiders, his figure was just a shadow.

    It¡¯s just that although his speed was so fast that it was difficult to see clearly, in Lin Xiansong¡¯s eyes, his every move was as clear as slow motion.

    Lin Xiansong stared blankly at Qiu Lu, who was rushing toward him in slow motion. This was a strange feeling. He clearly knew that Qiu Lu was as fast as a sharp arrow, but in his eyes, Qiu Lu's movements were slow.  Like a snail, as if he was in two timelines at the same time, one fast and one slow.

    With one side of his body, he easily avoided Qiu Lu's seemingly fatal blow.

    "How is this possible?" Qiu Lu said in disbelief as he looked at Lin Xiansong who had retreated five meters away without knowing why.

    Lin Xiansong's face was also confused, and he replied blankly: "I don't know how I escaped."

    His expression and words are so confusing to Qiu LuyanIt became an unbearable tease.

    Qiu Lu's face immediately became even more ugly, "You brat, how dare you mock you, Uncle Qiu." After that, he opened his clothes and took out four thin-edged knives from the inside of his clothes, plus the two in his hand, a total of six.  Hold it between the fingers of both hands.

    Lin Xiansong's expression changed. Of course he could tell that Qiu Lu wanted to shoot him with a flying knife.

    Although Qiu Lu was fast just now, his speed cannot be compared with that of flying knives, not to mention six of them at the same time. Therefore, he was very nervous and wondered whether he could avoid these six flying knives like he had done with Qiu Lu just now.  .

    "Hey, even if you are faster than me, are you still faster than a flying knife?" The smile on Qiu Lu's face was a little twisted, a combination of cruelty and anger.
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