The night of murder in dark moon and high winds.

There is a moon tonight, no wind. The dim crescent moon hangs in the sky.

The cold moonlight sways sting among the weeping willows on both sides of the street.

The intention of slaughter comes from the darkness.

Shengshi took out a Jinggang sword from the spiritual ring, which was left to him by my sister before leaving.

He knows how to use sword techniques because the family stipulates that only the third level of the acquired level is qualified to enter the library to select martial arts.

The sword score he practiced was just a book of the qualityless practices that everyone in the family had. The so-called sword technique was just the most basic sword moves used to practice with wooden swords, including chopping, slashing, slashing, and stinging.

At this moment, he held the sword again, crossing his sword to his chest.

"The ignorant is fearless."

The hoarse voice of the black robe quietly sank into the darkness, as if his lips were just moving, and no sound came out.

He was indeed the only one who could hear this, just like the black robe himself, standing there, but no one could see him.

Sheng Shi turned his head and looked in the direction of the black robe, looking in confusion.

"Hey, it's interesting." Black Rou said in surprise, "The entire Shenzhou Empire can sense my existence, but no matter how many fingers you have, this little guy's soul is so powerful? The lady's vision is really good. This little guy is a bit mysterious. It's a pity that his cultivation is too low now, but he will definitely be a legend in the future. He wants to marry my lady, haha..."

Shengshi turned around again, confirmed that there was no danger, so he turned back.

Black Rou closed her mouth unconsciously and stared at him with a smile, "Little guy, if you have the chance, I will definitely give you a good fate."

Sheng Bie drew his sword and went forward, shouting angrily, "Show up."

Sheng Ruoli's fingertips, purple-gold flames pounded.

Sheng Shi shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly. His cultivation was too low and he was protected everywhere.

He is even used to being protected by others now, which is a terrible habit.

In his heart, he longs to become stronger, and he longs forever.

Only by becoming stronger can you protect the people you value.

Only by becoming stronger can you endure other people's ridicule more at will.

Only by becoming stronger can you grasp your own destiny.

He stood with his sword twice, but he was powerless twice. But his heart became stronger.

He regretted giving his father the body refining technique, but he firmly believed that he would have a better future and would not lose himself for a martial art that stopped at the immortals.

His goal is on the entire continent, even above the starry sky. This is the real prosperity.

The sword comes from all directions.

In vain, the tranquility of the night was pierced.

The assassin's sword is not gorgeous at all, and it is even a bit ordinary.

Just blindly thorns.

The night pierces out and pierces into the night again.

The goals are clear and single.

There is only one person in the direction of the sword.

The prosperous age. The low-level warrior at the third level of the acquired heaven.

Sheng Bei's sword rises.

The sword collided with the sword, crisp and loud.

Sheng as if left, welcomes you up.

The long sword condensed by flames illuminated the entire night sky.

One-to-four.

Shengba's sweat fell into the night, and the assassin's blood was thrown into the air.

Sheng Ruo Li's purple skirt flies, and the fragrance of flesh overflows with the long sword.

Holding a sword in the prosperous era, closing your eyes and concentrating your mind.

He was waiting, waiting for the crooked beauty willow, the last assassin.

An assassin from the sixth floor of the acquired sky, no one noticed.

Eight assassins on the second level of the innate nature came out together just to cover the assassin on the sixth level of the acquired nature.

A blow to cover him will kill.

Waiting is undoubtedly the most painful and longest thing.

Instantly eternal.

Judging the timing of the move is a necessary quality for an assassin.

He thought the time had come.

A man and a woman have no time to take care of him.

The prey closed its eyes because of fear.

His patience has reached its limit.

Draw a sword!

prick!!!

The black robe was not sure whether he should take action. He liked the little guy named Shengshi, and he even had the urge to accept him as his disciple. But in the end he resisted the desire to take action. He wanted to see how the little guy would escape this disaster.

The assassin looked proudly at the sword in his hand and stabbed towards his prey.

Without the blessing of Yuanli, only the inertia of the body can be used. Only in this way can one deceive the man and the woman, and can one silently harvest the fear of death when prey is dead.

He thought he had succeeded, and the smile on his face became stronger.

His sword was only three inches away from the heart of his prey.

Finally, his smile froze on his face, looking at the clear and deep eyes in disbelief.

But his sword could no longer move forward.

Because at this moment, a sword had pierced his chest and pierced his heart.

The cold sword condensed in the fiery heart. He heard the sound of the heart rupture. There was no pain, only unwillingness.

"Impossible!" he said with difficulty.

Sheng Shi held the sword, looked down at the sword in his chest, and said, "You are too slow."

"Impossible!" he said unwillingly, "Why!"

"Because I don't know sword skills, I only know basic sword moves, and I have practiced this move for nine years." Sheng Shi said, "I am more like an assassin than you."

"I regret not using Yuanli." He said powerlessly, "Your sword is too fast! You are the real assassin."

Sheng Shi said, "If you use Yuanli, I will only be seriously injured, but you will die."

"I believe! I'm not wronged to die in your hands. Be careful of your tribe members." The sword in his hand fell, and he let out a long roar and fell to the ground.

"Let's go!" The only four remaining assassins instantly left the battlefield and disappeared into the vast night.

"Young Master!" Sheng Bei didn't care about the wound on his body. He observed carefully. After confirming that Sheng Shi was fine, he sat on the ground and gasped heavily.

"Brother Shi! You are so mighty!" Sheng Ruoli said with a smile, "Just now, he told you to be careful of your tribe members. What does it mean? Could it be that Sheng Ruoyu's hands and feet?"

Sheng Shi said, "Do you believe the assassin's words? He clearly wants to disrupt our audio-visual."

"When a person is about to die, his words are good." Sheng Bei said, "Their goal is very clear, and they are targeting the young master. I am sure that they are from the Wang family. But the assassin who assassinated the young master makes you be careful of the people in the family, for fear of other hidden information. This matter must be reported to the patriarch and let him investigate thoroughly."

The black robe smiled, and the space where she laughed was fluctuating.

"I always feel that there is someone else." Sheng Shi looked at the direction of the black robe again, "I'm not sure, I'm just intuition."

"Are you scared after drinking too much?" Sheng Ruoli said with a smile, "I felt hungry again after a fight. Otherwise, let's go back and have something?"

"I was scared." Sheng Shi was shocked, thinking about his shrinking wallet, and quickly said, "Go home quickly!"

"Stingy! I saved your life just now! Shouldn't you express it?" Sheng Ruoli muttered dissatisfiedly, "I only ate you fifty gold coins in one meal, so I was so scared."

"I'll eat it tomorrow night." Shengshi said embarrassedly, "Please deal with the scene, the spoils will belong to you."

Sheng Bei said, "Don't worry, Young Master, I will deal with it properly, as if nothing has happened."

Sheng Ruoli smiled and said, "This is almost the same. I won't have to be reserved tomorrow, have a good meal."
Chapter completed!