Complaints are endless.
Yang Feng and Zang Jian both seemed to be able to face their opponents with ease.
Especially Yang Feng, who was in the middle stage of the Nine Realms, fought against six Seventh Realm swordsmen. If he hadn't been serious, he would have killed at least three of them during this period.
The fatal mistake of the Dynasty killers is to exploit their weaknesses and avoid their strengths. Everyone, including them, knows that assassins are good at assassinations.
But because they were in danger, they had no choice but to take action.
If the six silver medal killers were assassinating, Yang Feng would still be wary.
After all, in this world, let alone the Nine Realms, even if the sword demon Dugu Baitian three hundred years ago broke through the Nine Realms, entered the Tenth Realm, and became a grandmaster, wouldn't he have died in the end?
If the sword of the Seventh Realm Killer falls on the neck of the Ninth Realm Sword God, then the Ninth Realm Sword God will also be made of flesh and blood.
In the final analysis, the masters of the first to ninth realms, and even the tenth realm, are just superb swordsmen and physically stronger than ordinary people.
But now, this group of killers have abandoned their strengths and gone head-to-head with Yang Feng and others.
The gap in swordsmanship will be their fatal flaw.
"Xiao Zhao!"
Sun Qian screamed in surprise, because Sun Zhao was stabbed in the body by the hidden sword and flew backwards.
In panic, he hid his sword and chased him out.
"Yang An, stop playing."
After hearing Zang Jian's words, Yang Feng also restrained himself, with a cynicism on his face.
The killing feast begins.
"The sword cuts the galaxy!"
Yang Feng shouted loudly, which attracted Sun Qian's attention in the distance.
There is nothing flashy about the sword when he hands it out. His sword moves are very ordinary, just a thrust. As long as you give the sword to an eight-year-old child, the child can swing it.
But this ordinary sword has the power to tear apart galaxies and break apart space.
Of course, this sword comes out
, all three silver killers died.
The remaining three killers looked at Yang Feng with fear in their eyes.
Sun Qian, who was not far away, also realized that Yang Feng was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
The sword struck just now seemed ordinary, but it contained power that could defeat even the strongest of the Nine Realms.
It’s too much to bear.
What's more, what about a group of silver medal killers who are not good at fighting head-on?
How can you block the swordsmanship of the sixth and seventh realms?
"Uncle, let's go to find Xu Liu."
Sun Zhao also knew that it would be hell-level difficulty to fight against the two sword gods with just the few remaining men.
"good."
"Master Sun, please save us!"
"Master Sun, please don't leave. We are very worried about you."
…
The three of them all hoped that Sun Qian could take them away.
pity!
Sun Qian is now crossing the river with the Ni Bodhisattva, and he cannot protect himself. How can he care about the life and death of others.
"Silver Killer, it would be a pity to kill a monster. Tell me, do you want to live or die?"
Yang Feng looked at the three people who looked desperate. Sun Qian left with his nephew Sun Zhao.
Hidden Sword is chasing after him.
"We, I want to live."
"You are crazy. You are betraying the dynasty. You know the methods of the Holy One."
"Betraying the dynasty? I have seen all the atrocities committed by the Holy One over the years. If it weren't for the sake of supporting my old mother at home, I would have given up long ago."
One of them said it very harshly.
Yang Feng didn't rush to let a few people give him an answer. In fact, what he really wanted to do was win people's hearts.
Any war is based on the people, and those who win the hearts and minds of the people win the world.
Moreover, he was not so naive as to think that by breaking through the Nine Realms, he could overthrow the rule of the entire Great Xia Dynasty.
The Great Xia Dynasty lasted for four hundred years.
It's not that easy.
However, Yang Feng was confident, for no other reason than the sword in his hand cut across the galaxy. He firmly believed that as long as he kept swinging the sword, he could break the barriers of the mortal world and return to the world of immortal cultivators.
"Have you thought about it?"
"After considering it, we are willing to join your camp."
"Okay, if you are loyal enough, I can let you continue to engage in the profession of killer, but you will no longer be a killer of the dynasty, but a killer of Frost City."
Sometimes, a killer is indispensable, and Yang Feng cannot do everything himself.
Having someone else take care of things saves him a lot of trouble.
"A killer in Frost City? Does Mr. Yang also want to form a killer organization?"
"Oh? What's your name? You're very savvy!"
Yang Feng glanced at the Silver Medal Killer, who looked slightly timid.
"The villain's name is Li Jiu, so people around me call me Lao Jiu."
"Looking at how old you are, I'll call you Xiaojiu from now on. You're right. I'm going to set up a killer organization called Tianming. Being a killer means fighting for your life with others and with God, right?"
Yang Feng may not have thought that after he left this world, Tianming, the killer organization, had been passed down for four hundred years.
And everyone takes it as an honor to enter the destiny.
"Destiny?! Compete with people for your life, compete with God for your life!"
Just eight words, but it is all about the killer.
Every day is a day of licking blood from the knife edge.
With a salary that is dozens of times higher than that of ordinary occupations, I walk in the dark every day and cannot see my family.
It seems to be endlessly glorious, but in fact, who can listen to the sadness and pain within it?
"Okay! I'm Gong Xi,
Voluntarily join the Destiny Organization! "
"And me, Xue Chen."
"Why are you so anxious? Do you think the Destiny Organization is so easy to get into? Everyone must submit their name."
Yang Feng smiled slyly.
Do you want to join the Destiny Organization?
In addition to the Destiny Organization, he also wanted to establish a Skynet organization.
Of these two organizations, one is responsible for taking orders to kill, and the other is responsible for receiving intelligence.
Only by complementing each other can we achieve long-term development.
Of course, this is just an idea. How to implement it depends on how many troops Frost City recruits after returning.
As for the killer, Yang Feng wanted to pick something off the shelf, and the grievances between the Daxia Dynasty and him had long been irreconcilable.
Therefore, he planned to use the assassins of the dynasty as his own.
The killer level doesn't need to be too high, a silver medal is enough.
Gold medals and aces, these dynasties have poured too many resources into these people, and it is absolutely impossible for them to instigate rebellion.
After all, no one wants to watch others stab themselves with their own sharp blades.
"What is a certificate of nomination?"
Li Jiu asked curiously.
"You can think of it as a certificate of surrender, which is a certificate for you to join the Tianming Organization. And this certificate is just the head of a killer of the same level. Of course, it can win the other party over and follow us wholeheartedly. It can also be regarded as a certificate of surrender, but if it is later If there is any disclosure, even you will get out of here."
What Yang Feng wants to cultivate is a group of high-quality killers who must obey his orders absolutely.
He didn't want to spoil a pot of soup because of a mouse dropping.
"Okay, Mr. Yang, thanks to Mr. Yang for not giving up, the three of us will never let Mr. Yang down."
"Stop flattering me. You still need to have the required certificate of nomination."
After saying that, Yang Feng led three people to chase him.
Hidden sword.
"Did you take care of those Silver Medal Killers together?"
Zangjian was a little curious. After all, six silver medal assassins were lost at once. This was a big loss for the assassin organization of the dynasty.
"Well, that's pretty much it! What are you doing here?"
Yang Feng glanced at the other party, looking a little embarrassed.
"Three gold medal killers, plus one silver medal killer. If you have the skills, do you want me?"
Zang Jian felt that Yang Feng could just stand and talk without pain in his back.
NO!
Yang Feng shook his hand.
"Hmph! Don't you dare?"
Zang Jian snorted coldly. He didn't believe that Yang Feng, who was in the middle stage of the Nine Realms, could fight against three gold medal killers at the same time.
"Watch it!"
Among the three gold medal killers, Yang Feng recognized two of them: Sun Qian and Xu Liu. As for the other one, he looked very unfamiliar. It should be his first mission.
However, he didn't pay much attention to Sun Zhao who was left. After a while, someone would rush to kill him.
The main reason why he dared to take this risk was because of the three people hiding in the dark place.
As the saying goes, it is easier to hide from an open gun than from a hidden arrow.
Once a gold medal killer is targeted by a silver medal killer when he is completely exposed, it will be a big trouble. If he is not careful, he may capsize in the gutter.
"Arrogant boy, do you know how your father died?"
In the distance, Xu Liu looked at Yang Feng, who was desperately trying to kill him. He thought of his close friend, Zhang Wu, suffering from the pain of his broken arm.
"Oh? Is this kid Yang Zhong's scion? He is just like his father, he doesn't know how to live or die."
Another strange gold medal killer also sneered.
"Be careful, this kid is very evil!"
"I said Sun Qian, what? Did you fall into his hands too?"
As for Xu Liu, how many
Share schadenfreude.
"You, Xu Liu, if I hadn't dragged you to Lao Zhao, you would have been a corpse."
"Okay, just say a few words and capture this remnant first and hand it over to the Holy One to deal with it personally, so as to demonstrate the imperial power of the Great Xia Dynasty."
Three gold medals and one silver medal teamed up.
With such a lineup, even the sword god at the peak of the Nine Realms is in danger of falling.
But Yang Feng was not afraid at all.
It is naturally impossible to hide the sword and watch Yang Feng die.
Take action in time.
Joined forces.
"This is the real killer, a member of the dynasty who puts the cart before the horse and exploits weaknesses and avoids strengths."
Li Jiu and other three people who were hiding in the dark separated one person to deal with Sun Zhao, who was at the silver medal level. The remaining two were fully focused and ready to take action.
As long as one of the three gold medal killers has a flaw or his life gate is exposed, they will take action without hesitation.
Sun Qian and Xu Liu would never have imagined that as killers, they would one day be killed by a killer one level below them.
Yang Feng came to the three of them and did not dare to hold back any more. He created his own swordsmanship and used it to the extreme.
The moment when the swordsmanship of the Nine Realms broke out.
The unfamiliar gold medal killer's expression condensed, and then a feeling of jealousy arose in his heart.
A Nine Realm Sword God in his early twenties is too rare.
The entire Great Xia Dynasty can only be counted in one hand.
It should be noted that the Daxia Dynasty was a large country with a population of 40 million.
There are surprisingly few people who have mastered swordsmanship to the ninth level in their twenties.
"As expected of that race, that man was only twenty-five years old when he entered the Ninth Realm. Now, this scoundrel is only twenty-three years old, with all his abilities. With this understanding of swordsmanship,
Truly otherworldly. "
"Haha! Old Zhao! A dead genius is no longer a genius."
A trace of viciousness flashed across Sun Qian's face.
Yang Feng must die!
If Yang Feng is let go this time, he will undoubtedly let the tiger return to the mountain and the dragon into the sea.
By then, if you want to capture Yang Feng again, it may be as difficult as climbing to heaven.
"If you want Yang An's life, you must first ask me if I agree with the sword in my hand."
"Zang Jian, you troublemaker, you will die when we capture Yang An first."
Slaying the Sword God, that killer doesn't want to enjoy this honor?
"Xiao Zhao, hold him for a moment."
At this moment, Sun Qian couldn't care less.
He would never allow the last accident to happen again.
"Hold me? Just him?"
Zang Jian showed disdain on his face.
To fight him with a silver medal would be to look down on his hidden sword.
"Hidden Sword, your opponent is me!"
Sun Zhao tried his best to stop Zangjian, but before he could take action, a figure flashed out from behind.
Two extremely sharp white blades scratched Sun Zhao's back.
Then the figure reappeared, hiding in the darkness, as if it had never appeared.
"Oh? Silver Killer?"
Just the moment the opponent drew his sword, Zangjian had already sensed the swordsmanship of that figure.
However, shouldn’t the killer be from the Imperial Dynasty?
Why are they fighting each other?
"Zhao'er! Who? Who is it?"
Sun Qian was in a state of confusion because of Sun Zhao's death.
Miso!
Boom!
What responded to him was the light of the sword, and the figure of Sun Qian was reflected on the bright white blade.
"Ah! People of the dynasty, do you want to rebel?"
As a gold medal killer, even though Sun Qian felt uneasy because of his nephew's death, he could still easily sense that the person hiding in the dark was the Dynasty Killer.
"It's them?"
Xu
Liu quickly realized that Sun Qian had brought six silver medal killers with him before, but when he was hunted down, those six silver medal killers had disappeared.
And what is lurking in the darkness now is undoubtedly the person from before them. As for why Sun Zhao was killed, the reason is very simple.
Submit your name.
"Li Jiu, I know it's you. Now, if you help us kill the remnants of the Yang family and hide the sword, I will guarantee that you will be promoted to a noble rank."
Xu Liu began to draw cakes for several people.
"Xu Liu, we know who you are, but today's dynasty is decayed, and it is not worthy of someone like you working for it."
Li Jiu, who was hiding in the dark, has not yet appeared.
"Haha! Don't you understand why Li Jiujun wants me to die and I have to die? It's not too late to stop now."
Xu Liu still refused to give up.
"It's too late. I have already killed Sun Zhao. Even if you are willing to let me go, where is Sun Qian? This old man abandoned us in order to escape for his own life. Now we are each our own masters. I, Li Jiu, will not Show mercy."
Li Jiu's words were striking.
"Li Jiu, you traitor! Do you know the consequences of betraying the Holy One?"
"Your Majesty? My kindness has been repaid. Now my life, Li Jiu's, belongs to Yang An."
Hearing this, Yang Feng couldn't help but praise Li Jiu. It would be a pity not to talk about talk shows with such eloquence.
Hiding the sword, I didn't expect Yang Feng to still hide this hand.
"Did you subdue those three guys?"
Zang Jian clearly remembered that when he left, three of the six silver medal killers had died, leaving only three alive.
"Otherwise? Who told the emperor not to know how to use the advantage of an assassin, so I had to reluctantly let them fight their own people?
Here? "
When Yang Feng said this, his face was calm and calm.
You are a genius, remember in one second: Red Oasis:
