Chapter 22 (1/2)

Through the moonlight, he seemed to see a layer of golden light gleaming on Xia Wuji's skin.

This is...Golden Bell Cover? !

This person is startled.

Unexpectedly, someone can cultivate Golden Bell Cover to such a point that they can receive the full force of the acquired powerhouse!

How is this possible?

This Xia Family Young Master hides too deeply!

And what shocked the man even more was that Xia Wuji suddenly turned around and grabbed his sword with bare hands.

The palm of the hand exudes a faint golden light, grabbing the sharp blade and violently twitching, the huge force actually pulled him over.

The masked man was shocked.

He hurriedly released the sword in his hand.

Uncle, where is this Xia Family Young Master? It is simply a hidden perverted powerhouse!

No more swords, no more companions, life matters.

His body shape retreats violently, and is about to flee.

Escape?

A cold light flashed in Xia Wuji's eyes.

Since you are here, you still want to escape?

The long sword fiercely in his hand was thrown at the masked man.

The masked man with rich combat experience seems to have eyes behind his back. During the escape, his figure swayed to the left. The long sword whistled past his side and disappeared into the night.

Xia Wuji's eyes lit up slightly.

Tiger step!

One step forward, such as Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain, whizzing.

A fist hit the back of the man.

This fist directly exploded the air and blasted. The punch has not arrived, but the punch has already arrived.

Next.

Boom!

The back of the masked man was hit with a punch by Xia Wuji, who came so quickly.

The back of the black clothed masked man’s heart was sunken, and his chest exploded with a bang. The powerful fist force smashed the opponent's heart out from the front, and the blood sprayed into a straight line.

The black masked man flew out immediately, fell to the ground, twitched his limbs, and died of anger.

Xia Wuji then turned around and walked towards the black clothed masked man whose waist was severely injured and his intestines were broken.

”Speak out your identities, and give you a joy.”

Xia Wuji said indifferently.

All this happened so quickly, and it became the current result in just a few blinks. The black clothed person's eyes were full of horror and incredible.

Knowing that he could not escape this catastrophe, the black clothed person broke his heart without begging for mercy, blood gushing from his mouth, and then fell to the ground and died.

Suicide!

Xia Wuji's face is a bit ugly.

But then even his face turned pale, a feeling of wanting to vomit came up.

Whether it is his predecessor or his current self, this is his first murder.

He was forcibly pressed down.

”It's just killing, there will be more killings in the future...”

For a moment, although his complexion is still pale, it is already calm, and his eyes are deep.

To kill someone is to touch the corpse. This is a good habit that must be developed.

Uncovering the three men's face towels, they found that they were three middle-aged men, but they didn't recognize any of them.

And they don't have any signs or belongings, except for the remaining Two Swords, nothing else.

Xia Wuji guessed that the three of them should be killers, not gang members.

Otherwise, he would not commit suicide so cleanly.

The hope of finding some clues from these three people is dashed.

But it does not matter.

Just know who invited them.

”Liu Family...”

Xia Wuji's mouth turned into an indifferent arc.

Although there is no gain, two good swords are worth dozens of silver tael at any rate, and Xia Wuji didn't waste it, so he put it away.