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Chapter 115 Jing Wuming

The Hate Gang's sign still looks eerie.

The red and purple light coming from a certain room was still faintly emitting, shining in the empty courtyard and illuminating the figures of Wang Huan and the killer.

There was no one alive in the courtyard.

Except for the three of them, there was no one alive.

Just as the two killer brothers said, everyone in this yard is dead.

Everyone has a very small scar on their heart.

This is their fatal injury!

Apart from this wound, they had no other injuries.

Meaning, all the dead were killed with one sword.

Wang Huan said: "It's very possible."

Wang Huan walked over and put the scroll together again. What was written on it was the training of the Hatred Gang.

Wang Huan also saw this sentence with Jiang Biehe and Jiang Yulang.

The three of them continued to count the yard. A total of forty-nine people died in the yard. Twenty-five of them had deep fatal wounds, while the other twenty-four had shallower fatal wounds.

Killer No. 1 said: "We haven't entered the house except the house."

According to their always cautious and delicate character, they would rather burn down the whole house than enter the house easily at such a moment.

Killer No. 2 said: "Can you guess which two people they are?"

When they first came, they only walked around the yard and left again before entering the house.

Wang Huan said: "I can't guess."

Who has such a superb killing swordsmanship?
Has Xue Xiaoren arrived?
Killer No. 1 seemed to have noticed Wang Huan's doubts and said: "It's not him. Our swordsmanship is not like this."

The dangers in the house are too difficult to predict and guard against.

He lit the candle and looked around. Everything in the room was placed safely, and there was no sign of a fight at all.

Killer No. 2 said: "Oh?"

Wang Huan said: "Among the wounds of so many dead people, there are two types of incisions made by the sword. Different incisions also have different strengths. The incisions that are directed to the left are weaker and shallower in depth."

Only a piece of Chinese characters in the center of the hall was cut into three halves and fell to the ground.

Killer No. 2 said: "You mean there were two people using two similar sword skills to kill everyone in the yard?"

But in the eyes of swordsmen like Wang Huan and the two killer brothers, there is a big difference between different swordsmanship.

After Wang Huan carefully inspected the wounds of the deceased, he suddenly said: "Their wounds are also different."

——"Hate is more useful than money."

To an outsider, perhaps the swordsmanship for killing people is the same, and the swordsmanship for piercing the heart with a sword is also the same.

Wang Huan looked at the room in the center of the yard, thought for a moment, then pushed the door open and entered.

At this time, Killer No. 1 and Killer No. 2 also followed.

Killer No. 2 said: "These two people cut off this word. Could it be that they are deliberately causing trouble for the Hatred Gang?"

Wang Huan nodded, he also agreed with this statement.

Killer No. 1, however, kept staring at a table.

Killer No. 2 asked: "What's up there? Is there a beautiful woman who makes you fascinated?"

He also walked over and saw eight big characters written in blood on it.

"Hate has no life, money will never return"!
Killer No. 1 said: "What does this mean?"

Killer No. 2 asked in surprise: "Is it the money gang?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly flew down from the roof beam, as fast as lightning, and struck Wang Huan with a sword!
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This man uses a left-handed sword.

But what shocked people was not his left-hand sword, but the speed of his sword and body skills! His speed is so fast!

It’s so fast that the two killer brothers can’t even react!

The strong aura of killing and destruction exuded by this sword makes people feel like they are in the eighteenth level of hell!
The two killer brothers are already the top swordsmen among killer swordsmen, but compared to the man in front of them, they are far behind and incomparable!

Keng!
Wang Huan's sword appeared exactly where it had just appeared, barely blocking the sword!
There were three gaps in the green steel sword. The blade of the left-handed sword was stuck in one of the gaps in the green steel sword, but it was difficult to get in!

call!
The man didn't wait for Wang Huan to reply, but he retreated like the wind and rushed to the window.

The window was open, and the man, wearing a thick bamboo hat and pure black clothes, stood under the window, completely blocking the light outside the window.

People couldn't see what he looked like, they could only see his sword and his hands.

His sword doesn't look very dazzling, but an expert will immediately tell that it must be the best sword among good swords, the best weapon in the world!

His hands were tightly cuffed, long and powerful, with protruding bones. They were the hands that were born to use a sword.

After seeing this person clearly, the two killer brothers let out a long sigh.

He is still a human being after all.

The moment the two killer brothers drew their swords, they felt that he did not look like a human being, but rather like a ghost from hell.

Wang Huan said: "You are the master of killing all the Hatred Gang?"

The man said: "I don't dare. The Hate Gang has grown so powerful that even if I want to kill them all, I can't kill them all by myself."

Wang Huan said: "You wanted to kill me just now, but I am not a member of the Hatred Gang."

The man said: "I know. You are not from the Hatred Gang, but your swordsmanship is very good. You opened an inn and said you are Wang Bei, right?"

Wang Huan said: "Do you know me?"

The man added: "Not only do I know you, I also know that your name is not really Wang Bei. You are probably Wang Huan who suddenly appeared in the northwest and disappeared suddenly!"

He smiled faintly and said: "There will never be an extra master swordsman in the world for no reason."

Wang Huan did not answer yes or no, but asked: "It seems that you know the swordsmen in the world very well?"

The man said: "That's right! I came here and spent three years studying almost all the swordsmen in the world."

Wang Huan said: "Why do you study them?"

The man raised his head and showed a very subtle look.

His eyes were completely dead gray, as if they were about to swallow everything.

But when he just smiled, there was suddenly a little more light in his eyes, and now when he mentioned "sword", there was even more light.

He said slowly: "Because I am also a swordsman."

Wang Huan said: "You use the left-handed sword?"

The man said: "I am good with both my left and right hands."

Wang Huan suddenly said: "Are you Jing Wuming?"

The man said: "Good eyesight! I am Jing Wuming!"

Hearing this name, the two killer brothers couldn't help but froze.

The name Jing Wuming must have been one of the most terrifying beings in their profession of killers.

When they saw Jing Wuming, they had to respectfully call him "Senior".

Jing Wuming said: "I wanted to force you to use your Ninth Flying Dragon Sword just now to collect the reward from the Hatred Gang, but unfortunately you reacted too quickly, and my sneak attack failed!"

Wang Huan said: "I'm not some Wang Huan, and I don't know how to use Feilong's Ninth Sword. If you want to see Feilong's Nine Styles of swordsmanship, why don't you go to Kunlun Mountain?"

Jing Wuming said: "Yes, I thought so too, so I have already been to Kunlun Mountain. There are really no masters in Kunlun Mountain. After all their internal fighting, I am afraid there are not even a few people left."

Wang Huan said: "Are they fighting among themselves?"

Jing Wuming said: "Yes, it is said that the hatred gang started it. Hatred. Hatred is really terrible."

(End of this chapter)