Chapter 324

Mu Hanyan had expected that the assassin would talk nonsense with Yan Yuchu to give her a chance to draw a cold knife behind her back. He didn't expect that this guy was so clean and neat that he didn't have a word of unnecessary nonsense. Even when he faced her and Mu Ziqing, the two scornful grunts were all about sharpening his sword and cutting firewood, and the two palms were also downplayed and effortless.

Obviously, this is the real professional assassin, the rule of survival is to kill!

Seeing that the sword was about to stab Yan Yuchu at the beginning of his chest, mu Hanyan didn't dare to pretend to be dead any more. He held the handle of the sword fiercely with his fingers. Just at this time, it suddenly changed.

"Stars gather at the top, kill!" He was stabbed into his chest with a sword. Yan Yuchu's face showed the color of pain, but a red blood light suddenly burst out in his eyes, and he yelled.

In the roar, Yan Yuchu's sword changed its momentum, crossed several strange tracks, and then advanced instead of retreating towards the assassin.

A few strange light spots suddenly appeared on his head, shining like nine stars, shrouded in the brilliant starlight, Yan Yuchu's whole person had undergone earth shaking changes.

It seems that he and his body are full of endless strength. The sword is bright and magnificent, and the sword Qi becomes pure and majestic, which has been promoted several levels.

Three practitioners, the power of nine stars! Mu Hanyan opened his eyes slightly, and the divine light flashed. Obviously, this is the secret skill of the Yan family.

The assassin's face changed dramatically and he pulled back.

It has to be admitted that a professional assassin is a professional assassin. No matter he kills people, or he retreats when he fails to do so, he is just as straightforward as a professional assassin.

Unfortunately, Yan Yuchu's strength soared at this time, and his sword was as powerful as thunder, which was so easy to avoid. The blood bloomed, and the snow cold sword had penetrated his chest.

The assassin, with a cloud of blood fog, staggered six or seven steps back, and then managed to stand firm. Yan Yuchu's sword was still stuck in his chest, and his face, which would soon be forgotten, became very pale.

Yan Yuchu did not pursue, still standing in the same place, chest also inserted each other's sword, face the same ugly.

Obviously, the sword just now has exhausted all his strength and even stimulated his physical potential to the extreme. It's good to be able to stand now.

The two are six or seven steps apart. They stare at each other with their swords in their chest. The scene looks very strange.

The night wind blows, the cold smell of blood quietly diffuse, adding a bit more tragic meaning.

Although all this happened between lightning and flint, strictly speaking, the fight between the two is just a sword, but life and death, also in this sword.

"Who are you?" Yan Yuchu's fingers pressed his chest, barely stopped the blood gushing out, and asked difficultly.

When the assassin suddenly appeared, his first reaction was Mu family's help, but when he saw mu Hanyan's hand and the subsequent experience, he denied his guess.

"I don't think I'm wrong. You're the one I'm looking for." The assassin looked at Yan Yuchu coldly and finally spoke. It's just that the words are more murderous.

The assassin pulled out his sword with his backhand, and nodded his fingers on his chest to stop the bleeding. Then he walked towards Yan Yuchu again.

Blood dripping on the ground, blooming out of a gorgeous blood, his expression, but it is so firm and persistent.

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