Chapter 2 The Return of the Wanderer "Quick, kill him!!!" The bald man was so frightened that even his voice began to had been in the martial arts world for decades, but had never seen such a horrific scene, where a living person was blasted into a bloody mist with bare hands. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, who would dare to believe it if he told others about it? "call out--!" Someone exerted force on his wrist and threw out several poisoned hidden weapons in his palm, cooperating with his companions to launch an attack. "boom!" "boom!" "boom!" The sound of gunfire was heard again, and dense, hot bullets cut through the sky. Lines of fire attacked Jiang Mo's eyebrows, eyes, internal organs and other vital parts. Jiang Mo, who was in a perfect Qi state, walked forward step by step, allowing the bullet to pass through his body and hit the wooden pillar in the courtyard. "No, run!!" The bald man found that the foreign gun was ineffective, and without any hesitation, he turned around and ran away.
"Hmph, want to run away?" Jiang Mo's expression turned cold, and a pale white Qi ball appeared on his right hand. The next moment, his five fingers gathered together and clenched into a fist. "Om-!" A layer of light shield as bright as the sun rose from the ground, with Jiang Mo's position as the center, blocking all directions and cutting off the bald man's possibility of escape. The barrier was as hard as steel. Several people tried their best to beat, slash and pierce it with weapons, but to no avail. Especially one Quan Xing, who looked old, was in a state of panic; He tried to touch the barrier to find out what was going on, but the moment he touched it, his skinny fingers felt a sharp pain as if firewood was burned. When he looked down, he found that his fingertips were charred and emitted a faint burnt smell. "What kind of secret technique is this? Trinity's kid actually has another trick up his sleeve?" "Pfft——!" As soon as the old man finished speaking, Jiang Mo had already rushed in front of him, raised his hand as fast as lightning, and broke his throat. "boom!" A withered corpse was thrown out of the barrier like garbage, and immediately exploded in the air. "what!!!" The shrill screams continued to echo within the barrier. After executing several people, Jiang Mo untied the barrier and walked out. He had a cold temperament, as if he was an immortal banished from the world, but it was out of place with the bloody corpses and pools of blood behind him. Somewhere upstairs, the contact person for all the sites was hiding in the corner, shivering and praying secretly not to be discovered. Unfortunately, the next second, the indifferent voice still penetrated the wooden board and fell into the man's ears. "I killed the man. If you want to cause trouble for Trinity, I will fight you to the end."
After he finished speaking, a crystal clear, pure white ball of Qi flowed out from Jiang Mo's fingertips, went along the wall, went straight to the second floor, and sank into the man's feet. Then he turned and left, and the heavy wooden door was violently torn into pieces by a punch. Immediately afterwards, Jiang Mo's body began to become transparent and turned into wisps of qi, then dissipated without a trace. About half an hour later, dozens of Quan Xing personnel arrived. Rotting flesh and blood were scattered all over the collapsed and cracked floor like a spider web, which made everyone change color instantly. "Zhang Laoer, get out, what happened here?" In the crowd, only a one-eyed man with a crew cut and a fierce look asked angrily. The shopkeeper, who was almost fainted from fright and looked pale, heard the noise and saw that it was his servant who had arrived, and he heaved a sigh of relief. He walked out tremblingly, holding on to the stairs, and said with lingering fear: "It's a master from the Trinity Sect." "Not long ago, all six of these masters were killed." "What?!" Everyone couldn't believe it. It should be noted that as the world's number one righteous sect, the disciples of Sanyi and the masters of the sect have had experience in fighting, but the Shura field before them completely intimidated them. All the Quanxing disciples who had died at the hands of Sanyi disciples in the past had their bodies preserved intact. But now, in the pool of scarlet blood, even fist-sized fragments are hard to find. This extreme method is completely different from the working style of known masters in the Trinity Sect, such as Immortal Daying, Mr. Kuang Ya, Wei Xuanzi, etc. Who is it? ! An invisible sense of oppression spread to every corner of the inn, and everyone was uneasy. At this time, only the woman in the military green uniform, who seemed mean and aggressive, frowned and asked: "The guys from Trinity Sect are coming to kill us right now?" "How many people did he bring?" "Just one person" The shopkeeper Zhang Laoer, as if his soul had been sucked out, recalled the horrifying scene from before. "He was a very young guy, probably in his early twenties, with a handsome and cold face, and he was wearing a long black coat." The strange child, whose head was swollen and huge, looked like he had consumed too much toxic milk powder. He looked at the woman in the military green uniform and asked in confusion, "Black clothes?" "Sister, it seems that there is no such role among the people of Trinity." “Oh, his eyes.” Suddenly, the shopkeeper seemed to remember something, and when he was about to say it, an indescribable pain came from his abdomen. His pupils suddenly shrank, filled with fear. He wanted to scream for help, but it was too late. His internal organs, bones, blood and flesh were all expanding rapidly. "boom!!!" Like a time bomb, the shopkeeper Zhang Laoer exploded instantly, and blood splashed everywhere. "Damn!!" "what happened!"
"How can this be possible? You are so arrogant!" The people who were drenched in such a bloody mess cursed one after another, filled with shock and anger. At Trinity Gate, on a forest path lined with lush green grass and rocks, two figures gradually walked away. One of them was tall and slender with black hair; the other was short and wore a straw hat. "Uncle Master, where should we go to find Wu Gensheng?" "Don't let me think about it. I have some ideas. I'll know once I go there." In the early morning, in order to avoid being seen by their disciples, Si Chong and Cheng Zhen deliberately chose a remote mountain road and hurried down the mountain. Even though they had discussed countermeasures in detail before setting out, they still felt uneasy when they really embarked on this road full of unknowns and dangers. This may be a road of no return, but if they do not go on, they can only watch the sect with broken morale decline or even disappear. Trinity Gate, there is no way back. Even though the hope is slim, as the pillars of the sect, Si Chong and Cheng Zhen will never give up. At noon, the sun rose across the sky. Looking at the towering stone steps and the solemn and ancient gate in the distance, Jiang Mo was moved. He could still vividly remember the image of his senior brother watching him go down the mountain many years ago. "Be careful when you are out there. If you miss home, come back anytime." "You should take good care of your clothes. Next time they get torn, you will have to mend them yourself." "Here is some money for your journey. Take it." The farewell words of the past echo in my ears vaguely. Thinking of this, Jiang Mo couldn't help but feel even more sad. Before he knew it, he walked to the door with heavy steps and knocked lightly. After a long time, the door opened. Standing inside the door was a white-haired young man with bright eyes, white teeth, and a fresh and handsome appearance. Lu Jin looked haggard. He saw the man with black hair and bare feet, with a cold temperament. A hint of vigilance flashed across his eyes. His voice was a little hoarse, but he still asked politely: "Who are you looking for?" "I heard that my senior brother passed away, so I came back." This is the answer given by Jiang Mo. "Are you the senior from Trinity who is traveling outside?!" Lu Jin was stunned for a long time, unable to believe it. (End of this chapter)