God catches no trace

Chapter 235

Chapter 28: Absolutely

The corridor was instantly filled with dead bodies.

Ye Yanran has never seen him make such a ruthless move before, and she couldn't help being shocked, but after thinking about it, she immediately understood: If you don't use the ultimate move against the zombies, they can desperately entangle them regardless of life and death, how can you escape to catch jade in a narrow space? Like spring?
"Walk."

Sang Wuhen said solemnly, took her around with his hand, and floated past the corpses to the first floor.

Just got to the steps.

Suddenly a red flower and a white flower do not fly from the living room, but sting.

Red like a fireball.

White as ice.

"Sang Steward, "Yin Yang Swordsmanship"."

Ye Yanran knew it, and immediately yelled.

Of course, Sang Wuhen also knew: this sword technique was created 50 years ago by the "Shuangsha of the Central Plains" Xie Feizi and Han Yuzi. At that time, they defeated countless top figures in the world with it, and thus became famous all over the world.Later, due to the emotional entanglement between the two, Xie Feizi left Dali in a fit of anger, and since then the "Yin-Yang Swordsmanship" has also disappeared.

However, what he didn't expect was that it would appear in the villa, right in front of his eyes.

Facing the dazzling red and white sword wind carrying heat and ice.

Make people dare not neglect.

Sang Wuhen draws half a circle with one hand, and stretches it out again, the "life-chasing" move in the palm of "hunting soul" turns into a strong internal force, like a copper wall and an iron arm, heading towards him.

When inner strength meets them.

Immediately, two objects, one red and one white, lifted slightly upwards, and the two figures floated back a few feet.

Obviously, the opponent has lost the wind.

"Brother Long, this person is worthy of being called the number one expert in the world, and he really lives up to his reputation." A woman's voice said.

Sang Wuhen and Ye Yanran looked straight ahead: a man and a woman were standing in a corner of the living room.

Male, about thirty, tall and burly, dressed in black.

Female, 25 six, born with delicate features, dressed in yellow clothes.

now.

When Brother Long heard this, his eyes sharpened.

"Junior sister, even if he is a god, for the sake of my lord, I have to take his life today, otherwise, there will be endless troubles."

After finishing speaking, he twisted the sword in his hand and turned red, and then kicked his toes, and his figure flashed.

The woman followed naturally.

In an instant.

The two people's extremely fierce "Yin Yang" swordsmanship, one red and one white intertwined with each other, like a bunch of bright flowers, but revealing the aura of lore, they stabbed again.

Ye Yanran stood on the steps and watched secretly.

Four words came out of Sang Wuhen's heart: "Quick battle and quick decision." The whole person went straight up to the roof, bowed slightly, and turned his hands into sharp claws, condescending, like a giant eagle flying.

Brother Long and Junior Sister who had just arrived halfway saw that there was only one woman in front of them, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Both of them looked up together.

Seeing that a pair of sharp claws had reached their shoulders, they were startled and wanted to avoid it sideways.

But it seems too late.

The shoulders were firmly pinched by the opponent's claws like iron hooks. Immediately, the sound of joints cracking sounded, and everyone felt a burst of pain.The sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Just at this time.

Outside the door, a very thick black cloud drifted in, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Obviously, it was the poisonous energy exerted by palm force.

At the same time, a window suddenly appeared on the roof, and a figure turned his hands into palms, and the palms held the hurricane straight down.

The two forces formed a trap and hit Sang Wuhen who had just stood firmly in front of Brother Long and his junior sister.

It's coming fast, fierce, and fierce.

It is rare.

It's an instant thing.

"Butler Sang, the top of your head."

Seeing that the other party was so fast that she didn't have time to help, Ye Yanran couldn't help shouting.

How can Sang Wuhen be an idler?

During this life-and-death half-second, he stepped back a few meters, his feet were unsteady, and he pushed his palms flat with extreme speed. The powerful force formed in front of him rushed forward like a stormy sea.

In an instant.

The tables and chairs in the living room crashed, and the walls trembled slightly.

The figure who had just come down from the roof and missed a move, was hit by a huge force before he had time to react, and his body flew towards the corner of the wall like a kite with a broken string.

The brothers and sisters who were sitting on the ground moved several meters in unison.

The poisonous energy that covered the sky and the sun also turned around and floated outward.

Seeing this, Sang Wuhen breathed a sigh of relief, and heard Ye Yanran's voice next to his ears: "Sang Butler, you are amazing." Looking up, he found a pair of soft eyes looking at him.

"What's the matter, isn't it enough to appreciate you?" The tone was a bit coquettish.

"Miss Ye, now is not the time to chat, let's search for Yu Ruchun in the courtyard and wing room outside." Sang Wuhen was full of anxiety and helplessness.Because I know in my heart: after all these dealings, Yu Ruchun must have gone somewhere, but she will never be reconciled if she doesn't look for it.

"Ah."

Ye Yanran responded and took a step towards the floor of the living room.

"What about here?"

"It's easy."

He looked at the two senior brothers and sisters who were sitting on the ground with pain on their faces, and with a flash of lightning, he touched their acupoints.

He looked at the body of the middle-aged man who attacked him from the window in the corner, and shook his head: "Brother, you are really beyond your control." After speaking, he ran straight out.

Outside.

silence.

Only the sound of the wind raging on the branches and leaves.

The person who used the palm force to hit the poisonous energy just now is nowhere to be seen.

Sang Wuhen knew: This person's palm technique is similar to Yin Wuyu's, but he is much more powerful.

"Butler Sang, where do you start the search?" Ye Yanran looked at the row of wing rooms next to the house and the green scenery in the courtyard.

"From the yard."

"Check the yard first?" She looked bewildered.

"Correct."

"Why? The wing room is not more important than the yard?"

Sang Wuhen sighed: "There should be no one in the wing room, so we can only start from the yard."

"reason?"

"I was thinking, from the time I clapped my hands to when I came out, it took only one minute. Why did the person who used the poisonous palm disappear so quickly?"

"You suspect: He didn't escape to the outside of the village, nor would he hide in the wing room. The only way he could disappear so quickly was through the secret passage in the yard."

"clever."

"It can also be reasoned like this: At that time, when the man hit the poisonous palm, maybe Yu Ruchun was beside him, and when he saw that he was attacking you from both sides and it didn't work, in case he was caught by you, he didn't delay any longer. Then he opened the secret passage in the courtyard and escaped."

"The analysis is in place, not bad." Sang Wuhen affirmed her statement.

(End of this chapter)