Volume One: The Young Man Reveals His Talents Chapter 303: The Way of the Assassin

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The sky is clear and blue, and the sunshine is just right.

In the past, when the midday breeze came, the hot and humid water vapor mixed with the aroma of powder would fill the entire street, or a tired porter would find a cool place to get drunk.

But today the sky is sunny, but the pear blossoms are covered with rain, which is refreshing.

Some literati, when seeing a woman's delicate and delicate posture when she is crying, can't help but praise: What a beautiful woman with pear blossoms and rain!

Wang Yeqing was wearing linen clothes, and she looked like an ordinary woman after her disguise. She should not be associated with such a description.

But in the eyes of these soldiers looking back, she was dressed in plain white clothes, using her sword as a guide, and carrying nine flying arrows in front of and behind her, across the sky.

The posture at that time, the white clothes were fluttering, the sword energy was frozen and frozen, and the flying arrows were easily stained by the cold light. It was an elegant white, a cold and gloomy white, and also a fleeting white. These soldiers were shocked and speechless. After racking my brains, I found a new explanation for "pear blossoms with rain".

At this time, no one among the people in the spotlight knew what they were thinking, but before the panicked people had time to make any more moves, they made new moves.

Xie Henhe released his nine stars in a row and turned around to leave without turning his head. Xing Fei followed him in a tacit understanding. Even if those soldiers broke their necks, it would be difficult to see "pear blossoms with rain" in the surging crowd. The scene when landing.

It turns out that people can move faster than flying arrows, and the people in the front row of the crowd discovered this in shock.

Wang Yeqing was in mid-air. When she pulled out the soft sword from her waist, the coarse linen clothes she was wearing were torn into pieces by the sword energy that spread out. She was dressed in white and fell in front of the flying arrow.

She just held the sword, her cold face with a pair of narrow bamboo-leaf eyebrows slightly raised, not at all the fragility of a real girl with beautiful flowers and rain, and she rushed directly in front of Bai Liqun with a cool and heroic appearance.

If the falling rain will destroy the pear blossoms, why don't the pear blossoms on the branches go away as soon as the rain falls?

A "clang" sound from the sword was followed by the sound of flying arrows piercing flesh almost at the same time.

Nine arrows in a row were aimed directly at the eyebrows of different soldiers. Even if Xie Henhe was to shoot again at her fullest state, she would not dare to say that she could achieve such perfect results before she was promoted to the first rank.

But Wang Yeqing can!

A sonic boom exploded from the pavilion in the distance, and it flew towards the Queen of Heaven and fell towards her.

Wang Yeqing's narrow eyebrows shone slightly and he had already handed over the sword.

Ji Xiu's gray beard and hair were swaying wildly in the strong wind, and the true energy in his body surged up. This sword could break the river and split the mountain, but he knew that he was just a little short.

When masters compete, the winner can be determined in the blink of an eye.

What's more, Wang Yeqing has already won a breath with Xie Henhe's nine arrows.

Bai Liqun was so frightened that he lost control when he shot the first arrow. At this time, he was dragged by two soldiers, one on the left and one on the right, towards the pavilion at the ferry. But this short distance was not even half a step away for Wang Yeqing. It doesn’t even count.

When she pushed out the sword in her hand, people had already arrived beside Bai Liqun.

Before they died, the two soldiers only saw a ray of silver light blooming, and their brows softened with blood.

"Don't! Don't kill me!" When Bai Liqun saw these familiar cold eyes, his face was as pale as the peeling white wall in the distance. Before Wang Yeqing stabbed his thigh with a sword, he followed The corpses around him softened.

Wang Yeqing glanced at Bai Liqun's thigh indifferently, raised his eyebrows in disgust, waved his slender hand, and shot two poisonous silver needles directly into Bai Liqun's thigh, causing Bai Liqun to scream miserably, but he stopped him Unconscious incontinence.

At this moment, someone on the side waited for this opportunity and swung a gun shadow towards Wang Yeqing.

Wang Yeqing noticed that there was still hesitation in this man's moves at this time. He seemed to be thinking about how to retreat to save his life. He sneered and twisted his waist, like a poisonous snake coiling up, against the swung gun. And advance.

She circled her arm holding the long sword, about to cut off the man's head, but at this moment she heard movement above her head.

A sword energy fell and exploded in the air like thunder.

Ji Xiu has arrived.

When Bai Hao and Ji Xiu secretly collected information about Wang Yeqing, she followed their tentacles and already knew about Ji Xiu's existence.

The alcoholic swordsman Ji Xiu, the second enshrinement of the Mugung Dynasty, is a sword cultivator at the peak of the early stage of the extraordinary level.

When he slashed down with his sword, he was like a god who moved clouds and rain in the sky. He raised his divine weapon and dropped a thunderbolt that could break a huge boulder. Wang Yeqing made a decisive decision and gave up the plan of taking the person's head. He tapped his feet and already had the chance to escape. attitude.

The person who was risking his life and taking out the gun was none other than Hou Yiyong. Just when he felt the cold sword light retracting and was secretly glad that the murderous intention was gone, he only had time to hear Ji Xiu's angry shout in the air. : "You dare!"

Everyone who practices spears knows that in marksmanship, there is a move where you stand on the horse to show weakness, and then draw the horse's head and thrust the spear straight, which is called the carbine.

The true meaning of this shot is to attack the enemy who is unprepared, to attack the enemy who is unprepared with a sharp blow.

Hou Yiyong, who had been away from the army for a long time, had forgotten the last lesson when his head flew into the air and the scarlet vision in his eyes darkened. What he couldn't understand the most was why a master like Wang Yeqing who had already reached another level was still there. Doing this kind of feint, and also doing this to him.

"Damn it!"

The railing shattered into powder as his palm fell. Where did Hou Yiyong's usual cleverness go?

When facing an assassin, you can't be too careful, but you lost your head like this.

Compared to Bai Liqun, his useless nephew, Hou Yiyong, the leader of Fenxi who was responsible for intelligence collection, was much more valuable in his heart, but it was still insignificant, so he quickly restrained his energy.

Boom——

At this time, nearly a thousand people were watching, and their voices boiled like rain hitting the clear stream. As the huge explosion swept around, the people who were running the slowest were affected by the scattered sword energy and fell down directly. A big piece.

Under the sun, many tiny beams of light appeared in the smoke stirred up by the sword energy. Ji Xiu held the sword in one hand and stood at the place where Wang Xiuwei had left before. There was only a headless corpse under his feet.

Ji Xiu placed his left hand on the wine gourd slung around his waist, his eyes narrowed with a hint of solemnity.

In the third level of True Self Realm, the perception of each level is as different as a cloud, and even the combat power of the same level is also very different.

This was also the final reason why he was willing to play this game with Bai Hao after learning that Wang Yeqing had just broken through to the spiritual realm.

Facing his peak sword, it is normal for the opponent to flee. He even has a plan. As long as he holds Wang Yeqing down and wears it out slowly, and waits for the elite soldiers from the old hospital to form a formation and surround the opponent, then Their city lord's palace side has already won more than half of the victory today.

What people didn't expect was that when the tilted sword energy came towards her, this woman still had the energy to turn around and take someone's life, and she was able to escape calmly.

Ji Xiu looked through the lowering smoke and saw that Bai Liqun's voice was no longer on the ground not far away, and he cursed Bai Hao in his heart.

This Bamboo Leaf Green obviously hid his strength. No matter how extraordinary his movement skills were, he would have to be at least in the mid-transcendent stage to avoid his sword that was not flexible enough but extremely powerful.

Gudu, Gudu——

Ji Xiu didn't have the slightest intention to look down upon him. The scene of dead bodies all around him reminded him of the power of his enemy. He unplugged the wine bottle and drank a full sip of the wine he had brought with him. His aura had already reached the peak of the early stage of the Transcendent Stage. It is still rising, and it has faintly exceeded the limit of the early stage of the extraordinary level.

Years of combat experience allowed Ji Xiu to determine one fact: Bamboo Leaf Green must still be hiding nearby.

This woman did not take advantage of the chaos to take Bai Liqun into the crowd. In Ji Xiu's opinion, it was an extremely stupid choice. He even vaguely came to a ridiculous conclusion: this woman did not want to accidentally hurt those untouchables.

If you don't leave, are you waiting to be killed?

In the pavilion, Bai Hao met an unexpected person.

He was a little relieved when he saw Xing holding an iron rod in his left hand and standing upright, but he still shook his head and said, "Your injury is far from healed, and you shouldn't have come today."

Xing Zuo looked away from the smoke and dust, and lingered on Hou Yiyong's headless body for a moment, and sighed: "I have fought against assassins like Hidden Valley many times, so I have some experience. And at this time, sir, I still have some experience." You don’t plan to take action, do you?”

Xing Zuo has always been the one who knows his most secrets...

Bai Haoxu narrowed his eyes and looked at Xing Zuo twice, "It seems that the information is wrong. This Zhuyeqing already has the strength of the mid-level extraordinary."

The ferry pavilion built by Tingmei Xiaozhu is at the upper reaches of the Qingxi River. Standing in front of the railings that were broken into powder, Xing Zuo's eyes extended from the smoke. After pondering for a moment, he said bluntly: "It is also possible that although she is only in the early stage of transcendence, But it has extraordinary mid-term combat power.”

Bai Hao frowned and remained silent.

Xing Zuo looked at his side face, guessing that he must have thought of that person just like himself, "It seems impossible to lure that Mu Qing out today. But even if he is already in the late extraordinary stage, as long as I am in front of the formation, There is still some fighting power among them.”

After Xing Zuo finished speaking, he saw Bai Hao looking down at his feet and sneering. He was startled, and all his Qi moved. The injuries in his body caused the Qi to move to the limit, but he was still a step slower.

A long sword thrust straight up from the wooden floor under his feet. His thigh muscles twitched, and he realized with cold sweat on his face that he couldn't hide.

boom--

Just when Xing Zuo was about to end up like Bai Liqun, Bai Hao moved. He stepped out and stepped on the sword.

But accidents happened one after another. Bai Hao expected that the soft sword would lose its direction after being kicked by him, but he didn't expect that the sword would be as hard as gold and stone at this moment. He didn't have time to hesitate, and casually pulled the long fine iron stick on Xing's left hand. , smashed straight down.

No one knows when Wang Yeqing came under their current pavilion.

But after the soft sword collided with the iron rod, the tearing force was like flying knives, cutting the flesh and blood between Xing Zuo's legs.