The villain of Kuai Chuan Jiao is paranoid and black-bellied

Chapter 325 [The Killer] Taolin Phantom

There was a peach blossom grove outside the courtyard, Jiang Zuilan followed the sound and walked deep into the forest. After walking for a long time, she couldn't see anyone, but the sound was clearly very close at hand, something was wrong, something was wrong.

Jiang Zuilan took a few steps closer, and saw corpses scattered all over the forest, all of them were from the Dark Palace, not a single one was alive.

Peach blossoms slowly descended from mid-air one after another, and gently landed in the blood-stained soil.

Jiang Zuilan walked in and took a look. The wound was neat and clean, and the methods were extremely cruel and bloody.

But the opponent didn't lose even a single hem of his clothes. This is absolutely impossible. It is impossible for the person selected from the Dark Palace to be so weak, unless that person's martial arts are on par with hers, or higher than hers.

Is it that person just now?
Jiang Zuilan turned her wrist, and the blind stick in her hand peeled off like a shell, revealing the sharp sword inside, and walked step by step into the depths of the peach blossom.

The deeper it gets, the quieter it becomes, and there is no ordinary wind noise.

Jiang Zuilan's eyes moved slightly, and she looked around calmly.

There seemed to be a shadow moving behind her, but it disappeared when she turned her head. Jiang Zuilan's eyes slowly sank. She was always in the dark, but now she changed her position.

Suddenly a sword struck from one side, the wind didn't move, the sound didn't make a sound, and before Jiang Zuilan could see clearly, the man had already disappeared into the depths of falling flowers, leaving only peach blossoms falling down one after another.

Jiang Zuilan immediately chased after her, crossing the layers of peach blossom branches, the peach blossoms in the forest fell as soon as they touched it, like a rain of peach blossoms, and there was a person standing at the end.

The man's clothes were similar to what she usually wears. He was thin and slender, with black hair hanging down his waist. He looked frail but dangerous.

Seeing Jiang Zuilan coming, he didn't pay attention, as if he didn't notice it at all.

Jiang Zuilan took a closer look, but there was no one there.

A gust of wind came from behind her, she leaned forward to avoid it, turned around and saw that figure was holding a sword, his skin was white and almost transparent, as if he hadn't seen the sun all year round, and his paleness was almost sick.

This person looks exactly the same as her, and even his demeanor is the same. It can be said that Yirong is not so perfect.

Oh, it's an illusion transformed by the formation!

Jiang Zuilan knew that this was an illusion formation, and if she did it herself, she would be hurt by the illusion of the formation.

The peach blossoms fluttered down in front of her eyes, as if she had slowed down one by one, the man had already raised his sword and struck, she didn't move but closed her eyes and slowed down her breathing.

When I opened my eyes again, the figure in front of me had long since disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, and everything was an illusion.

If you want to be strong in this formation, you will be strong, and if you are weak, you will be weak. Whoever can fight against oneself can only lose in the end, and the way to break this formation is to win without fighting. Naturally, if she doesn't attack the illusion, there is no way to hurt her.

Jiang Zuilan walked out of the Peach Blossom Forest gracefully, this time the assassination was exposed, it will only be more difficult to kill Zou Zhenggang in the future, and the Dark Palace is not a place where failure is allowed, its punishment is far more terrifying than imagined.

It was already getting late outside, Sha 26 and his subordinates came quietly, dressed as an old man, "How is Elder Jiang?"

Before touching his hand, he was startled by Jiang Zuilan's cold eyes, and he hastily withdrew his hand.

Jiang Zuilan stood with her sword behind her back, a few strands of hair hanging down her forehead, making her eyebrows look picturesque.

She raised her hand and slowly smoothed out her slightly messy forehead hair, but she was very afraid of the person who set up the formation. That man who looked like a gentleman and gentle and refined was actually pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Such a person can really be deceived Got the people of the world.

(End of this chapter)