Chapter 48 Conspiracy

............PS: I decided to break out once today, four update!!! Now is the second update to ask book friends to contribute and collect red tickets............

Soft starlight shines on the earth at night, both sides of the bustling Bloom Street are full of people, and the gate of the Wokingd Chamber of Commerce is still full as usual... In contrast, the silent path leading to the side door of the Chamber of Commerce is a little humble and pitiful, and there is only a little starlight on the road that no one cares about...

However, there was a sound in this deep alley that was extremely inconsistent with its quietness and silence. Bang!" Bang!" Pa!" The sound of ... has been continuous and lasted for some time. From the rapid sound at the beginning to slow and slight now. But such a "pop" sound seems to sound tirelessly.

The desire to survive is strong. Several looters kneeling on the ground have foamed at this time, and the continuous slaps made their bodies have some abnormal convulsions. They have long been unconscious, but they have never heard the words of the strong man at the top of martial arts, so no one dares to stop. Now their weak hands can only move mechanically with an obsession that they must live.

The third leader of the martial arts has no other ideas. While beating himself, he seems to see those poor people who once knelt on the ground and begged him to let them go. However, after being tortured inhumane, he still did not hesitate to cut off those people's heads. He felt like those people at this time. Although he knew that he was likely to be wiped out by the strong man, his desire made him insist on doing all this. He is not those knights who regard dignity as life. He is just used to doing dark and dirty things, and his hands are stained with bloody guards. What dignity is is not important to him. As long as he can live, he can do anything.

However, when the belief was finally exhausted, his heavy hands were no longer able to lift, and Lao San was finally unable to move, and several warriors around him had actually passed out before him.

"Are you still going to die..." The martial artist thought to himself that he really couldn't raise his arm and continue to slap his mouth. He didn't hear the applause that stopped for a while around him. His palms have lasted for nearly half an hour now. His head has been completely fanned into paste, and his ears have long been silent because of severe tinnitus.

He was unwilling to die like this. He tried to move his head to see the man standing in front of him with a terrible silver fighting spirit. What else did he want to say? But his lips moved, and he didn't spit out a word. Only blood foam came out...

The warrior's eyes widened, not because he saw something terrible, but because he was surprised. The reason for the surprise is that the previous terrible figure had disappeared and did not pass the deadly blow to him when he stopped to slap his face. This was his last thought, and then he relaxed and fainted...

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Lance did not stay where he was and looked at the outlaws. Ten minutes later, he had confirmed that these people had been drawn to an idiot state, and he would only draw until he was unconscious.

So he left, and he ignored whether these people would kill themselves, because it was not a pity for these scum to die. If he had been in the temple, he would definitely kill them personally. However, after all, it is not in the temple. Even if it is unreasonable to kill people on the street as the son of a great magician, moreover, if you want to kill them with your current strength, you will pay a considerable price. If you use the temple stunts to be traced, the result will not be beautiful.

So when Lance began to find someone following him in the chase just now, he only planned to escape. But he didn't expect that the alley was several miles deep, and it was not easy for the straight road to get rid of the pursuers, so he staged the scene just now.

Use the secret method of the temple to raise the fighting spirit to the limit, resulting in the terrible pressure of even high-level warriors. But this alone is not enough, because the world's strongest secret method can't fully improve people's fighting spirit. You should know that Lance is only the strength of an intermediate warrior at present, which is indeed far from the realm of the great swordsman. Fortunately, the highest cultivation of the person tracking in front of him is only the realm of high-level warriors, and Lance can judge that the other party must make a sound and has no understanding of the realm of the great swordsman.

This is the truth. Because the great swordsmen are too rare, most of the warriors, including the high level, only know that the characteristics of the great swordsmen are the famous silver-white fighting spirit and the strong martial arts pressure. It is not difficult for Lance to imitate all this, because he is indeed a strong man who has been immersed in the realm of the great swordsman for several years. Slightly changing the form of the holy and pure white bright fighting spirit, and cooperating with the fighting spirit stimulated by the secret method, a terrible picture of the arrival of the great swordsman was formed in front of those unlucky warriors...

Walking back to Bloom Street, the lively crowd and the bright lights at night finally reappeared. Lance gasped slightly. His face was a little pale at this time. Just now, pretending to be a great swordsman made him consume a lot. At this moment, after collecting his fighting spirit, bursts of fatigue came. Lance didn't think too much and hurried to walk home... However, he didn't notice that there was another black that was completely integrated with the wall. Shadow, after watching him enter the house, slowly disappeared into the darkness...

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Wokand Chamber of Commerce, in the secret room...

"How did you check it?" A low male voice.

"If you return to the vice president, your subordinates did not dare to follow too close, but they confirmed that the other party did enter Rosier's mansion in the end." A dark shadow appeared in the corner and bowed and said.

"The people in the mansion of the great magician Quinn-Rosier... When was there another great swordsman in the empire?"

"Your Excellency, I heard that one of the followers of Quinn's great magician has unfathomable strength. I don't know if it's him?" The shadow replied.

"It shouldn't be. That man's strength should be similar to yours. He is wandering at the limit of high-level warriors, but with the strength of the other party's swordsman, he doesn't notice your existence at all?" The low male voice continued to ask.

"I don't know, maybe it's because my subordinates are far enough away, and I'm confident enough about my concealment method, but..."

"Just something, say it."

"Just from the feeling from afar, the other party's great swordsman seems to give me some strange feelings. Although the pressure he released is also strong enough, I don't know why his subordinates always feel something strange."

"Is it strange? Humph, it doesn't matter. You will send someone to stare a little bit at Rosier's mansion in the next time. There is even a hidden swordsman in the empire. We must be careful about this matter, but don't keep an eye on it too closely to attract the other party's attention, as long as it doesn't affect our plan, hey hey hey hey hey... The laughter sounded, which made people shudder.