1008: C1008 Horrifying Tachibana

C1008 Horrifying Tachibana

The frightened Yan Tong.

Yan Tong looked at the broken hand on the ground and was stunned for two seconds. He blinked and then looked at his wrist...

Isn't this my hand? What's going on?

His brain buzzed, and his eyes were filled with shock and bewilderment.

Is it really my hand? He didn't feel any pain, nor did any blood flow out. Was he hallucinating?

He bent down to pick up the broken hand and measured it on his wrist.

The fracture was completely identical, not the slightest bit different. It was like a wax figure's arm that had been cut off. The fracture was smooth and smooth.

At this moment, fresh blood spurted out from the fracture.

Caught off guard, his entire body was drenched. Most of the blood had splashed onto his face, making him look especially ferocious.

Hiss!

Yan Tong gritted his teeth and sucked in a breath of cold air. A heart-piercing pain instantly attacked all of his nerves.

He hurriedly sealed his acupuncture points, stopped the bleeding, and ate the Pills to stop the pain.

The other Silver Palace assassins' pupils constricted, and they looked at Zhang Xing with a swoosh.

At this moment, if they still didn't understand that it was this young man who cut off Yan Tong's hand, then they would have lived for nothing for a few hundred years.

Hall Master Feng Zhong and Yu Li, Vice Hall Master had a different expression on their faces. Even the two of them couldn't see clearly how this young man had attacked.

This didn't look like the behavior of a disciple of Subordinate. He was clearly the master of the Hall of Life and Death.

No! He was even more domineering than the Palace Master.

Perhaps they were all mistaken. This kid was not from the same generation as the disciples. But if he was from the same generation as the elders... No one else knew him. What the f * ck!

They were also confused.

"Who exactly are you?"

Yan Tong was frightened. He retreated three meters and asked coldly.

This young man's blade was so fast. He was afraid that the Palace Master was still alive. This was all he could do.

His thoughts were the same as Feng Zhong's, and he started to doubt Zhang Xing's background.

"What? You don't know me? Weren't you all crying and screaming just now that you wanted to kill me to avenge your boss?"

Zhang Xing said indifferently. He didn't even raise his head as he fiddled with the kitchen knife in his hand.

That's right, he used this kitchen knife to remove Yan Tong's right hand.

When everyone heard this, their eyes narrowed as they carefully sized up Zhang Xing.

They had the information about Zhang Xing's magic image, but under the circumstances just now, no one thought about that.

Comparing them now, it was about sixty to seventy percent similar.

After all, Zhang Xing's transformation was too great. In addition to the difference between the magic image and the real person, this was their first time seeing it. Therefore, it was normal that they couldn't recognize him.

"You, you are Zhang Xing?"2

Yan Tong widened his eyes in fear and retreated another three meters.

"How did you come in?"

This place was hidden under the marsh. If no one came to help, no one would be able to get in.

Unless you went through all the marsh within a few thousand miles.

Obviously, Zhang Xing would not do that. Then someone was there to receive him?

Could it be that the Great Elder had returned?

While he was making wild guesses, Zhang Xing gave an answer.

"Oh, it was them who brought me here. I still need to thank them."

Zhang Xing pointed at the two men and said with a smile.

Feng Zhong and Yu Li were stunned. Before they entered the secret passage, they had already checked several thousand meters around them.

They only came in after confirming that no one was following them. They didn't think that they would still be discovered.

"You are Zhang Xing. I heard that Hall Master Mo died in your hands. Sure enough, you are a skilled and bold man. I admire you!"

Yu Li put on a fake smile and said with a fake smile.

"What? You want to take revenge for Mo Liuxia?"

Zhang Xing said straightforwardly.

"Of course. We are old friends with Hall Master Mo. His enemy is our enemy."

Yu Li had only heard of Zhang Xing's name, but he didn't care about it.

He thought the rumors were exaggerated. Those who died in his hands were probably deceived by his appearance.

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