This is definitely a very experienced assassin.
If he went straight to Cui Yuanyang with his first sword, Zhao Changhe, who was standing next to him and was ready to strike, could chop off his head with one strike.
But he first pretended to attack Zhao Changhe. During the exchange between the two sides, Zhao Changhe's center of gravity naturally moved backwards, and the back of the sword was also buried to protect his vitals. However, the assassin had already used his strength to stab in the direction of Cui Yuanyang. After all, Zhao Changhe was not very experienced. If he was just a moment slow in thinking and slow in adjusting his back moves, Cui Yuanyang would be dead on the spot at this moment.
Zhao Changhe did not have time to adjust his center of gravity. However, what no one expected was that just as the assassin's sword turned, Zhao Changhe's left hand had already ejected a sharp pebble. It seemed that the assassin himself turned around and sent his back to Zhao Changhe. Give Zhao Changhe the same shot, hitting the shoulder well with a "pop" sound.
The assassin's arm was numb and he couldn't even hold the sword firmly. Cui Yuanyang was not a helpless Tiehanhan. Seeing this, he struck directly with his sword. He swung away the assassin's limp sword and penetrated the assassin's throat. .
"..." The assassin died in tears in the hands of the little white rabbit. He didn't even think about how he died before he died.
Of course, it was Wude who even Yue Hongling was scolding. While slashing furiously with his sword, he was already flicking stones secretly while retreating his center of gravity. This was originally a dirty trick used by Zhao Changhe to fight against the enemy. Who knew it would just happen? The assassin turned around, but it was the same as what he had sent.
The young man in black who was watching finally couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Zhao Changhe secretly cried out that he was lucky and broke out in cold sweat, but he did not dare to relax at all and stared closely at the hand of the young man in black.
The young man in black shook his head and finally moved.
The sword flashed, but it was not aimed at Zhao Changhe and Cui Yuanyang. The remaining Cui family members in the field screamed and fell down at the same time almost in no particular order.
Heavy rain poured down from the holes in the roof, washing away the blood on the ground. The ruined temple, which was originally empty and silent, was now littered with corpses.
Cui Yuanyang's face was still stained with tears, and she carefully hid behind Zhao Changhe, leaning half of her head to look at the young man in black. Let alone her, even Zhao Changhe couldn't figure out where this person came from or what he was thinking.
The young man in black sheathed his sword and finally said: "Although these people are not named Cui, they can indeed be regarded as Cui family members. Miss Cui knows the connection better than me."
Cui Yuanyang bit her lower lip and did not answer.
The man suddenly laughed: "The one who said first come, first served and don't disturb others is a vulgar bandit. The one who said this place is reserved and drives people away is a famous family. Ha...hahahaha..."
In the end, I laughed so loudly that it shook the roof.
Cui Yuanyang pulled the corner of Zhao Changhe's clothes pitifully, and his head almost went into a creaking hole.
Zhao Changhe finally asked: "Why don't you dare to ask your Excellency..."
The man's laughter slowly stopped, and his dead face returned to Gu Jing Wubo's face: "Han Wubing."
People who can introduce themselves so simply are usually very famous. Now when Zhao Changhe goes out and says his name directly, everyone knows who he is. After all, it is impossible for anyone in this world to have never read the book of troubled times. If he has read it once, he is well-known in the world, even if Only two hundred and five.
This person who dares to introduce it like this without being afraid of people's jokes is obviously on the same level.
Han Wubing, Qianlong 87, is slightly taller than Zhao Changhe. His cultivation is also higher, he is at the fourth level of Xuan Guan.
Occupation...Bounty hunter.
In fact, the Book of Troubled Times did not list everyone's names in a general list, but someone would record every flash, and compiled all the lists into a volume that sold out of stock, and every change in the list was welcomed by these profiteers. New version can be sold again.
Zhao Changhe didn't know why he had to spend money when he could compile the list by himself. Anyway, he was one of those who spent money. After all, he had never read the past issues.
"It turns out to be Brother Han." Zhao Changhe handed over his hands: "I'm Zhao Changhe."
"I know. I knew it before you even came in. After all, I'm familiar with your portrait."
Han Wubing only said this far, and everyone knew that there was still half a sentence left.
He is a bounty hunter. What is he planning to do if he knows the portrait of a wanted criminal so well?
Cui Yuanyang became nervous again, and very wisely, he stopped grabbing Zhao Changhe's clothes and took half a step back, fearing that it would affect his performance.
Han Wubing's eyes fell on Cui Yuanyang's face. Zhao Changhe calmly took half a step across the road and blocked Cui Yuanyang tightly, not even revealing a corner of his clothes to him.
Han Wubing sighed: "Miss Cui has a reward, but if Han doesn't kill someone like this... there's no need to be so nervous."
Zhao Changhe said calmly: "So it's me you want to kill?"
"Everyone thinks that Han is a bounty hunter. This is a misunderstanding. The Book of Troubled Times does not mention a person's occupation. This is a private property brought by the person who compiled the book... It is simply because Han has received various wanted bounty bonuses, black and white. All the truth is there.”
"So this isn't a bounty hunter?"
"Han travels all over the world just to test the sword. But if he doesn't steal or rob, where does the money come from? There are various kinds of rewards, mostly for scum in the world, or underworld vendettas. Looking for these people can not only test the sword, but also maintain the world. That's all you need for walking. If you have to say that you are a bounty hunter, you can still be considered... but the priorities are different."
Zhao Changhe twitched the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he was just like Tianhe. He was ranked about the same and his strength was slightly lower than him. Wasn't he a natural sword tester? Then the government wanted to arrest the scum of the world, and the money was a huge bonus of one thousand taels of gold from the Demon Sect...
Knowing what Zhao Changhe was thinking, Han Wubing said calmly: "Han came here specifically to find you, but I didn't expect to meet you halfway... Your sword skills are very good, and you are the most skilled opponent I have ever seen. The best of them all, I really want to have a good fight with you, but not now.”
"Why? Because I said first come, first served, I won't disturb you?"
Han Wubing's eyes fell behind Zhao Changhe again, and his always indifferent eyes softened: "Because of the sentence 'compensate for the world in my heart'... People like Miss Cui should not fall into the hands of villains. I hope you If we can send her back safely, then Han will ask you to fight again, will you dare to accept it?"
Zhao Changhe found it interesting.
Zhao Changhe, Yue Hongling, Cui Yuanyang, and Han Wubing in front of him all have a world in their minds, and the world in everyone's mind may be the same thing, or at least similar.
He cupped his fists and saluted: "As you wish, Brother Han can make an appointment, and Zhao will definitely go to the appointment."
"About a thousand miles southeast of Qinghe River, there is a lake called Gujian Lake. I happen to be going there for some business. Brother Zhao is going back and forth here... the day of the Beginning of Summer, isn't it about the same?"
"Can."
"Then it's the beginning of summer, by the ancient sword lake." Han Wubing cupped his fists and saluted, said nothing more, turned around and left.
Cui Yuanyang poked his head out from behind Zhao Changhe at this time: "The legend of the sword in Gujian Lake is probably false. My family has sent people to explore it many times, but there is nothing."
Han Wubing kept walking: "I know. I'm going here during the Qingming Festival, but I just wanted to pay homage to an old friend."
"Who put a reward on my life?"
"I don't know, but the reward is quite high...I'm sorry, but this is not the world in the girl's mind."
The voice was faint and the person was gone.
Zhao Changhe turned around and pulled out Cui Yuanyang, and said with a smile: "This person seems to be a man of few words. He talked a lot today, thinking it was for you. He is really loved by everyone."
Cui Yuanyang said nothing, looking at the corpse on the ground in trance.
Zhao Changhe put her rabbit hat that had been turned off during the battle back on, and said softly: "Don't think too much, it's dirty here, let's move to another place."
Cui Yuanyang whispered: "I didn't expect that this time you and I, Han Wubing, this unknown assassin, and the Cui family met, the lowest one would be the Cui family."
Zhao Changhe rubbed her head: "It has nothing to do with you."
Cui Yuanyang turned her head and looked at him: "You suddenly became a lot gentler. Is it because I just suffered an assassination to comfort me, or is it also because of what I just said?"
Zhao Changhe smiled and did not answer.
Cui Yuanyang understood, but suddenly smiled brightly: "But you have just compensated me for the Jianghu I want."
