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Qinglong's brows were frowning tightly, staring at the young man below. He knew that most of the assassination plan tonight would die again.

A strong murderous aura that had only been felt from Yang Tianyou was transmitted from the young man opposite. The murderous aura that was as close as substance made Qinglong's hair stand up involuntarily.

This is the master, the real master!

It seems that Yang Tianyou's trump cards have not been fully released. For example, the young man in front of him is an existence that Qinglong had not been familiar with. He was sure that he had never seen this person before, which was completely beyond his expectations.

Such opportunities will not appear often tonight. For example, people like Yang Tianyou will probably find it difficult to get drunk all year round. This opportunity is too rare, but he never expected that when his plan was about to be completed, Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared on the way.

Qinglong was very confident. As long as he entered the room, Yang Tianyou would most of the time he died at his hands, because in his opinion, not to mention that Yang Tianyou was so drunk that he might not lose to Yang Tianyou even when he was completely awake.

But the young man in front of him has become the biggest variable. Masters can tell each other's depth in just one move when they fight against the enemy.

Although Qinglong only fought with his opponent, he felt pressure he had never felt before. Seeing the strong fighting spirit displayed by his opponent, he couldn't help but feel alert!

I really wanted to fight a good match with the young people, but thinking about my own tasks and the entire plan, Qinglong had to be cautious.

It seems that it is impossible to kill Yang Tianyou tonight. Qinglong knows very well that if the accurate premonition accumulated by his countless bloody battles over the years had played a role in the critical moment, he would probably have been injured even if he did not die just now.

The young man's sword was too unpredictable and too mysterious. The blade was close to one foot of his body, which made Qinglong feel the sword energy. This control of power was so wonderful that it was perfect.

That move is not complicated or complicated, but just a simple knife makes people feel mysterious, powerful, and dare not wipe the edge.

Since you can't kill Yang Tianyou, you can kill Yang Tianyou's "arm"!

It seemed that in just a moment, Qinglong's fighting spirit also surged, and a strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Since there was no camera installed in the stairwell, he let go of his hands and just fought with the other party.

As soon as he thought of this, Qinglong made a move!

As soon as he made a move, the man and sword were integrated, and it actually flew towards the young man below like a snail drill. Its momentum was like lightning. The tip of the sword was filled with sword light, which was hard to see with the naked eye, but it really existed.

bite!

The watermelon knife in the young man's hand collided with the tip of the sword accurately. The young man's body involuntarily retreated, and behind him was the wall. This move shocked the young man, but the fighting spirit in his eyes increased instead of decreasing.

The sword of Qinglong is condescending, and naturally takes advantage of it. Its power is so powerful that it is terrifying.

When he collided with the other party's watermelon knife, Qinglong was also a little shocked. The other party's internal strength was beyond his expectations and imagination. He was condescending and with all his strength, he only took advantage of it.

At this moment, Qinglong suddenly remembered the time he assassinated Yang Tianyou half a year ago. He also prepared his momentum for a long time and then used his sword with all his strength. In the end, Yang Tianyou avoided the fatal blow, and even took the initiative and gained the upper hand in a short period of time, and finally allowed him to escape without fighting.

Today's situation seems to be similar to the last time. Although he has the upper hand, he cannot kill him with one blow, which makes him feel a little frustrated. However, when the master fights, Qinglong dares not slackew at all. When the tip of the sword is blocked, Qinglong's right foot kicks on the wall on one side of the stairs. His body is subjected to the reaction force of the wall and attacks the opponent with more force. The sword force slightly swings, and it actually staggers from the opponent's blade and continues to stab the opponent's neck.

The most powerful thing about Qinglong is swordsmanship. This sword, from ready to stab with all its strength, can be said to be a shocking stone. It was completed in one go. Even if it changes moves and increases its power in the middle, it will be as smooth as flowing water, making it difficult to find a flaw.

The young man snorted coldly, his body flashed to the side without warning, and then stood on his feet like a tumbler, but his upper body was surrounded by iron bridges, and his speed was faster. At the same time, he removed a powerful force coming from the blade.

bite!

The long sword hit the wall, making a crisp sound, but the watermelon knife in the young man's hand suddenly cut towards Qinglong's back fiercely.

This knife is completely opposite to the previous sneak attack. It was silent before, but now it is howling the sword wind is.

Different characteristics, but the power is completely comparable.

After a move of the fight, Qinglong was even more shocked. The tip of the sword was on the wall and immediately felt the whistling sword wind behind him. He turned over in the air. His whole body was turned up ninety degrees with the sword as the vertical line, and his body had turned upwards ninety degrees.

Chih!

The watermelon knife penetrated into the wall with an amazing power, which was several inches deep.

How could the Qinglong let go of such an opportunity? I immediately swung the tip of the sword, like a mountain eagle rushing to eat. The tip of the sword pointed at the young man's eyebrows and rushed towards him. The sword energy came to his body, and the cold and terrifying.

The young man was calm in the face of danger, and his right hand suddenly exerted force. The blade inserted into the wall seemed to be inserted into tofu. He easily pulled out by him, and then his body retreated suddenly, and he flipped in the air and landed on the stairs.

This move showed great skills. At this moment, the young man's speed made Qinglong feel a little numb and numb. He felt inferior to this speed, and the young man's reaction was beyond his expectations. But what surprised him the most was the calmness of the young man. Under his assassination, the young man didn't even blink his eyes, and he had no intention of retreating. He was facing tit-for-tat everywhere and refused to give in.

Now it was replaced by a young man on top, while Qinglong stood below, and the two people had exchanged positions.

Qinglong gritted his teeth and stared at the young man above. The latter still had a plain and firm look, as if he was not scared by Qinglong's attack at all. There was still a blazing fire in his eyes.

That is the will of war.

It's still a tremendous fighting spirit.

Suddenly, Qinglong felt relieved.

Tonight's plan was completely failed. If you fight with the other party again, the outcome will be unpredictable. Even if you want to defeat the other party, you will probably be seriously injured. If you want to kill the other party, you may have to put it here.

Qinglong understood that the level of kung fu will certainly play a decisive role when life and death is fought, but when life and death are in conflict, if you want to survive, kung fu is not the only decisive factor. To put it more bluntly, if kung fu is not too much higher than the other party, it is not easy or even unlikely to easily kill a strong opponent, because everyone will have infinite potential, life and death are the best to force out the potential of the human body. How much potential can each person realize? This is different, so he has no certainty to win now.

Besides, if you want to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of them, it is better not to fight. This is a taboo for being an assassin.

Assassin, if you miss one blow, you will escape thousands of miles away!

Assassin, protecting one's own life is more important than killing an opponent!

Because as long as your life is still there, you will have the chance to kill the other party.

Opportunities were waiting for, and opportunities were also won, but now, tonight, there is obviously no chance.

If there is no chance, then wait for the next chance.

Qinglong wanted to retreat, but before leaving, he still spoke: "Who are you?"

Chen Dayong said nothing.

"I don't even dare to keep my name. What kind of hero are you?" Qinglong said excitedly.

Chen Dayong's face turned red, but he still didn't speak.

This was Yang Tianyou's order. He remembered that Yang Tianyou said that he was Yang Tianyou's last trump card, so he couldn't expose it. He was forced tonight, but now, he couldn't say it.

Qinglong was very depressed and depressed. Qinglong felt like he was blocked. This kind of opponent was too difficult. He was like a killing machine. He only knew how to kill and poke. Apart from that, he was too lazy to say anything.

"Hmph, tell Yang Tianyou that I will come again!"

Qinglong snorted coldly and left immediately. He was extremely fast and he actually soared from the window next to the platform and disappeared into the community in a few seconds.

The young man was about to chase after him, but just as he got up, he fell to the ground. He frowned and looked at Fei Wanjun's door, as if he was a little depressed and wronged. Finally, he put the knife in his clothes and hid it. He simply did not go downstairs and sat in the stairwell outside the door, his eyes drooping and motionless.

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Yang Tianyou slept very late but woke up very early. There was nothing he could do, it was all caused by the biological clock.

After looking at the time, it was only eight o'clock in the morning. Yang Tianyou shook his head, still feeling a little dizzy and painful. He felt someone holding him behind him. Yang Tianyou turned around and immediately smiled bitterly.

He gently broke free from Fei Wanjun's hands and had no intention of appreciating Fei Wanjun's sleeping posture and flawless body. Yang Tianyou tiptoed to get up, found his clothes on the balcony, took a shower again, and when he came out, Fei Wanjun had already prepared breakfast.

Fei Wanjun's face turned slightly red, but it soon returned to normal.

Although Yang Tianyou was drunk last night, he still remembered some of the scattered fragments, and he remembered more clearly one of them, that was, Fei Wanjun helped him take a shower last night, and he also vomited Fei Wanjun all over.

During the meal, Yang Tianyou felt a little embarrassed and apologized embarrassedly, but Fei Wanjun just smiled and said nothing.

After dinner, Yang Tianyou said he was going back. Fei Wanjun had no reason to keep him. But when Yang Tianyou walked to the door, Fei Wanjun suddenly called him.

"There is something else?" Yang Tianyou smiled.

"Escape is not a good way to solve the problem. You should face the reality and grasp it well! Some things may not be as absolute as you imagined-"

"Okay, I understand!" Yang Tianyou's face suddenly became a little ugly. He interrupted Fei Wanjun's words and seemed a little embarrassed. He paused for a moment and said to Fei Wanjun again: "Thank you."

After saying that, Yang Tianyou opened the door and the person had already flashed out.

With a slam, the door closed and Fei Wanjun smiled bitterly.
Chapter completed!