Ahead was a dense forest, not too big from the outside, almost three hundred meters away. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It is a famous saying that Feng Lin Mo enters, but Zhuang Yichen has no choice at this time. Because the forest is lined with deep cliffs, it is impossible to pass through it.

The combination of dense forests and cliffs in such a terrain is unimaginable, but it is real.

"Wear through, this is not an illusion!" Cheng Dieyi's voice came, and Zhuang Yichen immediately walked into the dense forest without hesitation.

A sense of danger rushed through my mind, and it was a very strong signal. Zhuang Yichen happened to rush into the dense forest at this time.

A jet-black long sword silently poked out of the ground, and just after the tip of the sword broke through the ground, its speed suddenly increased tenfold.

It was as if there was an invisible hand controlling the tip of the black sword, and it flew at a low altitude with great dexterity, and at this time it happened to meet Zhuang Yichen, who was speeding in.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that Zhuang Yichen deliberately met this jet-black long sword to commit suicide, and between the lightning and flint, this jet-black long sword was less than half a foot away from Zhuang Yichen's heart.

"Hmm!" Zhuang Yichen reacted immediately, the bloodstained sword was guarded in front of his chest, and the aura of strong and sturdy defense suddenly burst out.

The defensive moves of the Xingchen Sword Technique can be described as a free heart, and you can defend yourself with a single thought. Therefore, at this time, the jet-black long sword was destined to be in vain, and it collided with the bloodstained sword by one level.

"Sonorous!", the jet-black long sword actually shattered, and the tip of the sword also cracked into powder, looking like an evil feeling.

There was a sudden muffled sound from underground, and Zhuang Yichen's internal strength gathered in his ears, and he could hear an extremely faint sound of escape.

"I want to go!" his eyes flashed with murderous intent as the bloodstained sword came out of his hand and landed on the ground in front of him at an extremely rapid speed.

Whoosh! The bloodstained sword plunged into the ground, and an earth-based force instantly strengthened the surrounding ground, which was harder than steel. The Five Elements Technique has been dissolved by Zhuang Yichen in any part of the martial arts, and the power of the Five Elements can be exerted at will between gestures.

This assassin in the underground was undoubtedly more terrifying than Hongyan and Ziyu in Zhuang Yichen's eyes at this time. One hit misses, and it is thousands of miles away. And he didn't even know what the other party looked like, such a martial arts level assassin was very difficult to deal with.

So since he came, Zhuang Yichen didn't plan to let him go.

"Your Martial Palace is really not really damaged!" A hoarse voice came from the ground, and then there was a loud bang, and the dust all over the sky swept towards Zhuang Yichen.

There was also a cold killing intent in this person's voice, obviously breaking through from the ground and trying to escape, but he was still able to create an opportunity to kill the opponent.

Zhuang Yichen's heart moved, his body had already changed directions, and at this time, Sen Ran's killing intent came, and the other party actually shot again.

It can be seen that he did not really escape before, but wanted to lurk secretly and continue to launch a fatal blow.

Zhuang Yichen's killing intent soared in his heart, and he no longer had the idea of capturing this person alive and questioning the mastermind behind the scenes. Such a person was born to kill, and it would cost a lot of money to capture him alive.

At this time, the bloodstained sword was no longer in his hand, and the time for this assassin to strike was not inappropriate. And although the black long sword from before had been shattered, the glint in front of him had already told Zhuang Yichen that there was a more powerful long sword in the other party's hand.

Zhuang Yichen's face could show a hint of panic, and his body couldn't help but retreat backwards, but the other party's speed was faster.

By this time, he could already see that the assassin was dressed in black, his face was also covered with a black scarf, and only a pair of eyes had a cruel and cold brilliance.

"You're stronger than I thought, but it's a pity you're still a little tender!" a hint of ridicule appeared on the corner of the assassin's mouth, and the blade was only a foot away from Zhuang Yichen.

At most, after ten breaths, his blade can pierce through the opponent's heart, and no matter what happens, it will not be possible to save his life.

As a martial arts level assassin, at this time, even if he was facing a strong man at the peak of martial arts, he was completely sure that the other party would not be able to dodge this sword that was gaining momentum to the extreme.

Whether it is from the failure of the earliest sneak attack to the failure of the disguised escape, the final purpose is to use this sword.

Unpretentious and restrained with murderous intent, this is the ultimate sword of the Assassin! This is the most satisfying sword he has made since his debut, and it can be called the pinnacle of his assassination career.

"This person is so strong!" Zhuang Yichen was also surprised by the strength of the other party at this time! The surging soul qi had firmly locked on him, and no matter what escape action he made, there was no way to get rid of it.

Moreover, at this time, the offensive and defensive momentum of the two is irreversible, the offense is a strong attack, and the defense is a hard defense! Even if they want to brew a counterattack, there is not enough time and space.

Even if he is the most powerful martial artist in the Shenlong Continent, he has to pay a great price if he wants to be immortal in the face of this sword. Especially the kind of power that the battle blade in the opponent's hand is constantly rising, it is already a Confucian-level battle blade level.

This sword stabbed out, and it was almost impossible for anyone below the Great Confucian to survive, let alone fight back.

But it's a pity that the opponent he met was Zhuang Yichen! And the situation in front of him was also created by his cooperation.

In the eyes of the other party, he has become a certain prey, but in Zhuang Yichen's heart, he is the hunter.

After nine breaths, the assassin's blade finally exhaled all its might, and it was only a centimeter away from Zhuang Yichen's chest.

If the heart is pierced, even the demi-saints will be injured a lot, and the great Confucian will also be seriously injured. Even though the Assassin was calm, he couldn't help but feel a little proud at this time.

The death of the genius of the Terran race, the peerless genius who was hailed as the first jinshi of the human race by all the saints, in his own hands, was undoubtedly the highest glory in the assassin's career.

But at this moment, his keen intuition suddenly faintly felt that something was wrong! At a distance of one centimeter from Zhuang Yichen, this battle blade could not even break through half a point.

He was startled, and suddenly found that Zhuang Yichen's eyes did not have half a look of panic, only calm and a faint mockery.

"Oh no!" he thought inexplicably in his heart, and his body retreated sharply. But it all seemed too late.

An incomparably bright light surged from Zhuang Yichen's chest, and fell on his blade in an instant.

Under the violent and frequent vibrations, the powerful force forcibly shattered this Confucian-level battle blade.

The assassin cried out in some heartache, but in a trance, he felt countless memories of the past and his loved ones appear in front of him.

When he came to his senses, he was stimulated by a sharp pain in his chest.

"Good sword, good martial arts!" the assassin coughed up blood, but couldn't help but praise. In this battle, he asked himself that both tactics and martial arts were already his ultimate, but he was so easily killed by the other party.