Chapter 772

After the monsoon smoke falls, the corner of the mouth slightly rises.

"Fast stealth? Interesting, but... "

There was a flash of light under her eyes.

"I want to see who can hide deeper."

The voice of monsoon smoke falls to the ground. Her fingers slip across the broken evil sword, and then her wrist turns, and the broken evil sword reverses and falls to the ground.

In an instant, the shadow of monsoon smoke disappeared without trace under the eyes of all the people.

"What's the matter?" Master Yue and others were slightly shocked and kneaded their eyes subconsciously.

The monsoon smoke disappeared, completely disappeared in front of their eyes.

What's more shocking is that the smell of monsoon smoke disappears without trace.

At this moment, everyone was confused.

Master Wan is a top assassin. It's very easy to hide himself, but the monsoon smoke How could she have done it?

A series of questions lingered in everyone's mind.

At the same time, master Wan, who is advancing rapidly, is shocked.

The smell of monsoon smoke disappeared completely, and he could not even feel her presence.

But in the dark, master Wan had a premonition that the monsoon smoke was near him.

As an assassin, it's most important to keep calm and high perception all the time. Even though the monsoon smoke disappears strangely, master Wan has not disordered his pace at all. He is waiting for the moment when the smell of the monsoon smoke leaks, that's her death.

The battlefield in the palace suddenly presents a strange peace.

All the monsoon smoke and master Wan in the war were gone. Everyone held their breath and wanted to find a trace. In the huge palace, there was no sound.

"That girl Where are you? " The little old man was shocked by the scene in front of him. Master Wan just appeared in a flash, which had already made him break his glasses, but now Even the seasonal wind and smoke are gone.

The strong man shook his head and felt that his world view had been completely shattered since he followed the monsoon smoke.

In the past minute by minute, everyone dared not make a sound. Only the princess who had been cut off ten fingers was in great pain. The once exquisite face was ferocious now. Her bloodshot eyes ignored everything in the Imperial City, as if she wanted to find the trace of monsoon smoke.

Unfortunately

With her strength, nothing can be found.

Master Wan's pace is very fast, but as time goes by, his doubts and tensions become more and more intense.

The assassin alone, he can say, has reached the peak. He has been running for dozens of years and has few rivals.

But

But the monsoon smoke completely let him lose his square inch.

After half a day, he couldn't find the trace of monsoon smoke any more. It seemed that the monsoon smoke disappeared from the imperial city.

For the first time, master Wan lost his goal, and this kind of blankness gave him enormous pressure.

Where is the monsoon smoke?

All of a sudden, master Wan's heart suddenly rose out of a sense of unease. Just when the unease reached its peak, his fast moving feet were suddenly nailed in place!

In a flash, master Wan, whose feet were nailed, immediately appeared in the eyes of all.

Master Wan subconsciously towards his legs can not move to see the moment to a breath of air conditioning!

His legs, I don't know when, even by the foot of the soil cover, a foot, by the ground uplift of the soil completely hooped!