He noticed the words of the Black-Clad Emissary, who was referring to 'I', not 'We', which was enough to judge that both the Black-Clad Emissary and the Assassin believed that he was unaware of the Assassin. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After all, they wouldn't believe that a mid-stage martial artist of the Transformation Yuan Realm would be able to sense an assassin in the Ning Yuan Realm and hide in the void.

Say it, and no one believes it.

This is a misunderstanding of their cognition, and it is also a favorable condition for Yechen to take advantage of.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" The black-clothed palace envoy shouted angrily, staring at Yechen with fierce eyes.

As soon as he thought of his previous attitude towards Yechen, he wanted to kick himself hard, it was too cheap.

"If you want to fight, come here, don't bark there if you don't want to fight, the noise is too loud, it affects the rest of the flowers and plants, can you afford it?" Yechen said lightly.

He speculated that there must have been some kind of agreement between the black-clothed palace envoy and the assassin, otherwise with the black-clothed palace envoy's temperament, he would definitely not bear it.

However, no matter what they agreed, it was undoubtedly the best outcome for him.

If the black-clad palace envoy didn't make a move, he could concentrate on dealing with the assassins.

"Boy, the old man will definitely break you into pieces!" The black-clothed palace envoy gritted his teeth and rushed into the crown with anger.

He was restraining himself from making a move, and if he killed Yechen, the Assassin would definitely be annoyed and angry if he didn't get what he wanted, and when the time came, he would face an endless pursuit of the organization.

It wasn't what he wanted.

"A dog that barks doesn't bite, a dog that bites doesn't bark, so sit down there!" Yechen glanced at the black-clothed envoy, then slowly closed his eyes.

There was an aura approaching, looming, very secretive, it was the assassin who was making a move.

"Damn, angry old man!" The black-clad assassin cursed angrily.

He has been in the world for decades, when has he suffered such humiliation, being insulted by an ant, too aggrieved.

There he grinded his teeth, his nose and ears were smoking, and his lungs were going to explode.

"Ready to make a move?" The corners of Yechen's mouth rose slightly, his right hand clenched the iron sword, and his left fist turned into a fist.

In fact, Yechen didn't know what was hidden in his blood, why it was able to purify curses and restrain assassins.

Anyway, it's mysterious, and he can't see through it.

Suddenly, Yechen's back was cold, his scalp was numb, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and his whole body was cold.

He knew that it was the Assassin who was drawing his sword and stabbing him.

"The night under the stars is no longer the night, self-righteousness, go to death!"

Yechen suddenly opened his eyes, bowed forward with his right leg, retreated with his left leg, and stabbed out the iron sword in his hand, directly casting the star sword. At the same time, he threw his left fist, which was wrapped in the phantom of the dragon's claw, and slammed directly into the void in front of him.

"Huh?" The black-clothed palace envoy was slightly startled, he didn't expect Yechen to actually detect the assassin's location, and his attack was decisive and sharp, especially that punch, even he felt a trace of danger.

"Dragon Martial Arts or Dragon Magical Powers?" The black-clothed palace envoy stared at Yechen's left fist with bright eyes, wanting to see it through, but Yechen's dragon fist was passed down by the ancient sword, profound and mysterious, broad and profound, don't say that it was him, even Yechen himself did not cultivate to the fullest, and no one knew what its ultimate power was.

While!

Rumble!

Under the surprised gaze of the black-clothed palace envoy, one after the other, there were two loud noises, and in the next moment, the void in front of the right side of Yechen suddenly exploded, and a black shadow fell out of it.

He was formless, but at this moment he was forced out of his original form, as black as ink, lying on the ground, with black smoke constantly coming out of his body. He was holding a short sword in his hand, and at this moment the short sword had been cut off by the iron sword, and the black smoke was rising straight out, constantly melting.

"Black-clothed palace envoy, quickly move and help me kill this fang!" The assassin lay on the ground, gasping for breath, Yechen's strength was beyond his budget, and his moves were strange, breaking through the darkness around him in an instant.

Especially the fist in his left hand, the power is terrifying, if it weren't for his quick flash at the last moment, he might really be killed on the spot.

Rao was like this, he was still grazed by Yechen's fist, and half of his body was bombarded, if it weren't for the special physique of the assassin, he would have died a long time ago.

At this time, he finally knew why his three younger brothers died in the hands of Yechen, such a strange move seemed to be a congenital suppression of them, and it was simply their nemesis.

"There is no darkness under the stars!" The Assassin suddenly thought of the words recorded on the ancient stone tablet in the clan, and he couldn't help but tremble, this young man must be the nemesis of their Assassin clan.

If this is the case, then their Assassin clan coming to assassinate Yechen is tantamount to sending them to death.

"Black-clothed palace envoy, hurry up and kill him!" He cried out again.

He was terrified, if the Assassin clan continued to target the boy, the final result would most likely be the extermination of the clan.

"The old man will kill him, but not now!"

The black-clothed palace envoy glanced at the assassin, smiled coldly, and said, "Boy, kill him, the old man promises to keep your whole body!" ”

He was being threatened by the Assassins and was holding his breath, and now that there was a chance to resolve this potential crisis, he was happy to see.

So not only would he not kill Yechen at this time, but he was even willing to help if he needed to.

As for Yechen, in his eyes, he was already a dead man.

"Black-clothed palace envoy, you ......," the assassin was extremely angry and frightened, "you are not afraid that the hall master will descend to the top, and there will be no place for you in heaven and earth." ”

"You were killed by that young man, and you have a relationship with the old man. The old man was just a step too late and couldn't save you from him! ”

The black-clothed palace envoy took a step forward and said lightly: "Anyway, there are already three people in your assassin clan who have been lost in his hands, and there is not much more than you." ”

"You...... What do you have to do to make a move? The Assassin compromised, for Yechen was coming towards him, and he was covered in starlight, and although his breath was not very strong, it made it difficult for him to breathe, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

At this moment, the Assassins finally determined that Yechen was the nemesis of the Assassin clan.

"The old man said, if you die, I will take action!" The black-clothed palace envoy looked at the assassin indifferently, "You can go with peace of mind, the old man will kill him and avenge you!" ”

"As long as you ......" The Assassin knew that the black-clad envoy was determined to kill him, and that it would be humiliating to continue to plead, so he raised his head and begged for mercy from Yechen.

But as soon as he said three words, Yechen interrupted him and said, "The old dog is right, you can go in peace, I will kill him and avenge you!" ”

"Boy, old man......"

"Kill me!" Yechen turned his head, looked at the violent black-clothed envoy, and said, "Enough, old dog." If words were useful, the world would have been destroyed I don't know how many times, so you don't bark there. ”

"Haha...... Black-clothed palace envoy, I curse you, curse you to die at the hands of this young man, a Royal Spirit Realm martial artist was killed by a Transformation Yuan Realm martial artist, I will definitely celebrate you in hell in advance, let hundreds of millions of powerful ghosts praise your achievements, haha......" The assassin hissed and laughed wildly.

His voice was gloomy and desolate, and there was an inexplicable sadness in the night!

"Die!" Yechen raised the iron sword, and the golden yuan power wrapped around it, piercing the assassin with a sword, and in the next moment, the starlight exploded, dissolving the assassin at once, making him completely disappear between heaven and earth.

The autumn wind is whining, the dead leaves are swaying with the wind, and with a click, some dead branches break and slowly fall to the ground from the trees.

Yechen and the black-clothed palace envoy stood staring at each other, an inexplicable aura hovering between the two.

After the assassin's death, they just stood like this, neither of them made a move, they were all afraid of the other.

"Old dog, aren't you going to kill me? Why don't you come? ”

I don't know how long it took, Yechen spoke, and said lightly: "It's not a matter for the two big men to stand like this, if you don't make a move, you can leave!" ”

"What was that?" The black-clothed palace envoy stared at Yechen, his tone was stiff, and he was very afraid of Yechen.

"I can't say that!" The corners of Yechen's mouth rose slightly, and he smiled.

The black-clothed palace envoy is suspicious by nature, never doing things that he is not sure of, and he will be nervous at the slightest uncertainty, guessing there, just like he used to be the heir of a terrifying existence.

At that time, it was entirely he who was there thinking wildly, like a frightened bird, and he was afraid to death.

Therefore, at the moment of killing the assassin, he made the misty butterfly slightly reveal a trace of the aura of the Imperial Spirit Realm.

Sure enough, as he thought, the black-clothed palace envoy, who had already taken a step in a murderous manner, retracted his feet again, stood there, staring at him non-stop, his eyes purring and turning, obviously guessing again.

"Damn, the same move doesn't work against the old man!" The black-clothed palace envoy scolded angrily, this is how he was taken to the gutter by Yechen in the first place, mistaking him for the descendant of the man in Beihai.

I feel liver pain when I think about it.

"Then why don't you come!"

"The old man is standing here admiring the moon, it's your business!" The black-clothed palace envoy slowly raised his head, looked at the full moon, and even chanted two sentences, "The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is ...... at this time."

"There's a fart sea here, vassal elegance!"

Yechen glanced at him disdainfully, then turned around, jumped forward, and ran away, "Old dog, take your time to admire the moon, maybe you can really become a tengu and eat the moon in one bite!" ”

With a bang, Yechen was very fast, and by the time the black-clothed palace envoy turned back, Yechen had already run ten zhang away.

"Hmph, don't want to escape from the palm of the old man's hand!" The black-clothed hall envoy snorted coldly, and in the next moment, the black shadow flashed, and he chased after him.

"Did you catch up?" Yechen sensed the breath of the black-clothed palace envoy, and couldn't help sneering, I'm not afraid that you will come, but I am afraid that you will not come.

Whoosh!

The speed of the two was extremely fast, turning into two rays of light between the mountains, rivers and trees, and they walked extremely fast, and they always maintained a distance of three zhang between the two.

In fact, if the black-clothed palace envoy wanted to catch up with Yechen, it was only a breath of time, after all, he was a powerhouse in the Imperial Spirit Realm, several realms higher than Yechen, and he could cast it faster.

But every time he wanted to catch up, the breath that made his heart palpitate would always flash away, which made him slow down and could only follow him closely.

After several temptations, he was able to determine that the creature emitting this trace of aura was definitely in the Imperial Spirit Realm, and even his true strength was stronger than him.

"With such strength, why run away!" The black-clothed palace envoy stared at Yechen suspiciously, and in the next moment, his eyes lit up, and he struck out with a palm at Yechen.

Rumble!

The heavens and the earth shook, and a huge handprint appeared above the night out of thin air, and above the handprint, lightning and thunder roared, and the rage was boundless, very terrifying, and made people's hearts palpitate.

This is a seal that turns the sky upside down, small magical powers, powerful and terrifying, unpredictable, and is the killer weapon of the black-clothed palace envoy.

He made a sharp move, trying to test how strong the owner of that breath was.

At the same time, he stopped, his body turned back, his legs slightly bent, ready to flee at any moment.

"Damn, I've been cheated again!" In the next moment, the black-clothed palace made his pupils shrink sharply, and shouted angrily.