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From the looks of it, the three menacing black-clothed men from earlier had already lost their ability to resist.

One of them had his valve broken, and he had no internal force; one of his lower limbs was numb and could not move freely, and his abdomen was severely injured. The last person's blood vessels had stopped, and his entire body was stiff, unable to move.

At this moment, the three assassins were weaker than an ordinary person. Now, anyone could easily kill them.

Yang Muyun drew his sword and stood in the middle of them, staring at them.

It had already come to this, who knew if they would still do something so rash and desperate. At this time, they still couldn't let their guard down.

Yang Muyun walked to the black-clothed man's side and asked, "Speak, who sent you guys?"

He was already unable to move his lower limbs, and if there was any movement, Yang Muyun would be able to guard against it.

The black clothed man tightly shut his lips, not saying a single word. He completely ignored Yang Muyun.

Yang Muyun saw that he couldn't get anything out of them, so he still didn't give up. He continued to ask, "Are you guys from Three Ship's Eighteen Docks?"

When Yang Muyun said this, the black clothed man looked up and revealed a strange smile. He then spat out a mouthful of blood and fell onto the ground.

Yang Muyun looked at the man in black a few times and felt that something was wrong. He immediately knelt down to pick up the man in black. Only now did he know that this man in black had bit his tongue to commit suicide.

"Sigh …" Yang Muyun let out a long sigh, he didn't think that this killer would be so fierce. He didn't even ask and had already committed suicide.

The other two men in black stood to the side and watched coldly, as if the scene from before had nothing to do with them. They did not even know who the person who had just died was.

He really is extraordinary, Yang Muyun sighed. As an assassin, his heart must be ruthless and cold. He must not have too much kindness and compassion for his target.

Therefore, sometimes cold-blooded would become an assassin's guild's standard for selecting assassins.

Of course Yang Muyun knew about this, he just didn't expect these killers to be so ruthless to him in order to hide the secret. It seems that he underestimated them.

Yang Muyun stood up and looked at the two remaining black-clothed men. He did not ask again, because with the previous example, he already knew that these people would not say anything.

He returned the sword to its sheath and sheathed it, drawing out a stream of light.

From afar, Uncle Sun sat on the carriage, watching the flash of light from afar. His eyes were clearly excited, but he was deep in thought.

At this moment, one black-clothed man committed suicide while the other lay unconscious on the ground. The only one left was the clear-headed one.

Yang Muyun walked in front of the man in black and looked into his eyes, "Is there anything else you can say?"

"Hur Hur Hur, there is!" The man in black also stared at him and said hysterically, "Brother, someone is coming to accompany you in death."

When Yang Muyun heard this sentence, he was shocked, what was he saying?

Soon, Yang Muyun saw the explanation he wanted.

Not far away from them, a tree was shaking. A killer dressed entirely in green jumped down from the tree.

Yang Muyun had seen people wearing green clothes before. The "Fiery Solar Hands", Liao Chen, was dressed in green.

However, this assassin's green and Liao Cheng's green were different. That was, this assassin was hiding his true colors. Thus, the green on his body and the green on the leaves of the tree closely matched each other.

His face was also smeared with green paint. Hiding within the leaves like this was not easy to find.

Moreover, when the three assassins appeared, they were pressing him back with every move. They were not giving him a chance to move, and they were full of killing intent. Yang Muyun didn't even have time to think about other things.

He didn't notice the other assassin hiding on the tree.

"Hahaha, the white robed sword. You didn't expect this, did you?" The black-clothed man who was clutching his abdomen continued to clamor, despite the excessive promises, "We know, we might not be your match."

"Therefore, I have prepared this move. I am prepared to give you a fatal blow at a critical moment." The black clothed man began to cough violently, "But, we have changed our mind now. You are too strong, we are not a match for you."

"We want to kill this girl by your side," she said in a threatening tone.

The man in black had been speaking stubbornly without losing his arrogance in his words. He was laughing nonstop.

"Hehe, Yang Muyun, you can slowly regret it!" The black-clothed man's injuries were too severe, he couldn't move anymore, but he had to keep talking.

At the last moment, he desperately stood up and charged towards Yang Muyun.

Yang Muyun's eyes flashed, the black clothed man's steps became unstable, and he also fell onto the ground.

At this point, he finally couldn't hold on any longer. He died from excessive blood loss and heavy injuries.

As for the green-clothed killer, he jumped down from the tree, rolled over, and landed safely.

He looked at the two dead men in black, nodded his head and walked towards the carriage where Yang Qianqian sat.

At this moment, Yang Qianqian still didn't realize that danger was approaching because her eyes were being hit by a strong ray of light.

Yang Muyun also saw that beam of light. He immediately checked it and found a small copper piece on the wrist of the man in black who just fell down.

It seemed that they were using this thing to reflect the sunlight before giving the green-robed assassin an indication of their target. It was really impossible to guard against.

Yang Muyun put the copper piece in his hand and crushed it. How could he let them do as they wished?

Yang Muyun immediately pushed his Qi to its peak, kicked at the air, and quickly charged toward the carriage.

"Little girl, quickly dodge it!" The distance between Yang Muyun and the carriage was much longer than the distance between the green killer and the carriage, so he could only warn Yang Qianqian.

Yang Qianqian no longer felt the glare and realized that something was wrong. However, in the blink of an eye, the killer in green got into the carriage.

Ah!" Yang Qianqian shouted. He felt that he might be finished.

The green killer took out the short sword at his waist and attacked Yang Qian.

"Bang!" In a moment of desperation, Yang Muyun flew out of his sword and opened up the green killer's short sword.

The sword drew a buzzing sound in the air like a ray of light, accurately hitting the green killer's short sword.

The green killer did not expect Yang Muyun to have this move, his right hand shook and the short sword fell to the ground.

However, Yang Muyun was just a stopgap measure, and it wasn't enough to solve the problem. He was still a distance away from the carriage and the green killer was standing outside.

Moreover, now that the weapon was gone, Yang Muyun was at his wit's end. The only thing he could do now was to get there as soon as possible.

Yang Muyun arrived first?

Or did the green-robed assassin pick up the dagger in advance?

All of this was unknown!