Chapter 36: The Assassin's Night Walk

The dark space ring looks very ordinary, but the space inside is very large, there are tens of thousands of cubes, and there are piles of shiny things scattered everywhere, including magic crystals, spirit crystals, gems, gold coins, and so on. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It took Roland a long time to sort them out, and he couldn't help but be happy in his heart, although some things, because the collection time is too long, has been turned into waste, but just gems, gold coins, etc., there are tens of millions of dollars.

"It's gone! It's sent! "Confess the space ring with blood and make it truly his private property, Roland carried the Qingying Sword and walked happily towards the Tree of Wisdom, ready to practice the Nine Swords of the Wind.

"Boy... Oh, master, I have something to tell you! The old crow, who was lying by the door of the temple, called out to Roland, who was moving forward.

"While I'm in a good mood, hurry up and say, what's the matter?" Roland stopped, then turned around, his eyes fixed on the old crow.

The old crow coughed twice, and said proudly: "Ahem, that's the case, someone sneaked in outside, and the target was the hut you came from, and I found that there was murderous aura on his body." ā€

"Can you sense where I'm coming from?" Roland asked in surprise.

"Yes, this dragon is unparalleled in the world, the heavens and the earth, and the four seas are ambushed..."

Roland frowned and scolded angrily: "Speak well! Next time, I'll pluck your hair and grill it as a meat skewer to eat. ā€

The old crow shuddered and hurriedly explained: "Because where you use the space-time golden wheel, a spatial coordinate will be naturally generated, so that the next time I go back there, I can use that spatial coordinate to sense things within a five-mile range, it's such a simple thing." ā€

Hearing the old crow's explanation, Roland's eyelids jumped suddenly, if what it said was true, then a murderous person wanted to sneak into his hut, and his intention could be imagined.

And seeing Roland hurriedly walking into the temple and heading straight to the teleportation array outside, the old crow shouted anxiously: "Master, take Benlong out with you!" Ben Long will definitely not make trouble, Ben Long will listen to your ...... everything"

"If what you say is true, I will consider whether to restore your freedom..."

Roland responded, stepped into the outward teleportation array, and after seeing a flash of white light, he left the sealed place, and in just a few breaths, Roland's figure appeared in the hut.

He shook his head, sobered up slightly, and then squatted down quietly, staring at the door of the hut, but thinking with some doubts in his heart, the old crow could sense things within a range of five miles outside through spatial coordinates, how did he do it?

Suddenly, the bolt of the hut moved slightly, and it had been lightly opened by someone outside, and Roland immediately concentrated his energy, and the doubts in his heart were also left behind him.

The wooden door of the thatched hut was slowly pushed open little by little, and the faint starlight was reflected in it, and at this time, a black figure suddenly rushed in, his movements were very cautious, and he did not even make a slight sound.

But the moment he entered the hut, a sharp sword wind flashed from above his head, and it slashed down like the top of Mount Tai.

After returning to the hut with the Green Shadow Sword in his hand, Roland squatted in front of the bed and waited, but he maintained a steady breathing from beginning to end, although his spirit was highly concentrated, and he almost felt suffocated, but his body was like a rock.

Roland didn't know that the main reason why he was able to do this was that he had cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Secret Method, and those very difficult fixed movements had allowed him to control his body to an extremely high level.

Roland's eyes were fixed on the wooden door, and when the black figure had just stepped into the hut and his toes had not yet landed, Roland had already gotten up and slashed down the green sword in his hand.

After the Qing Ying Sword was injected with battle qi, it emitted bursts of chill, causing the temperature of the thatched hut to drop a few points, and it slashed at the person who suddenly appeared in the thatched hut with a whistle that broke through the air.

The person who sneaked into the hut was a middle-aged man in black leather armor, and when he saw Roland, his eyes suddenly showed a hint of excitement, but he did not panic in the face of the sudden Qingying Sword.

The black light suddenly lit up on the leather armor, and Roland's eyes immediately shrank, and he secretly said in his heart: "Enchanted leather armor!" ā€

This is the second piece of enchanted equipment he has seen in Saddle Town, the first one is worn on Ruolin's body, from the blue light, he feels the elemental smell of the wind, and this enchanted leather armor is obviously engraved with a defensive spell.

With his current strength, the Qing Ying Sword that he slashed down, the zero-level defensive spell couldn't be stopped at all, but as soon as he encountered the black light on the person's leather armor, it suddenly seemed to be slashed in a pile of cotton, and there was a feeling of not being able to do anything at all.

However, Roland's strength when he reached the first level of knight still caused him a certain amount of damage, making his face look angry, while the gaze that looked at Roland was full of resentment.

"To be an assassin is to have the consciousness of being killed!" The person in front of him, although he is strong, he gives Roland the feeling that he is not like a professional assassin, but more like a mercenary who cherishes equipment.

The movement in Roland's hand did not stop, and the fallen Qingying Sword quickly drew an arc and slashed towards his neck.

However, the other party's reaction speed was not slow, I saw his body move slightly, and in an instant, he dodged the counterattack of the Qing Ying Sword, and then the cold dagger in his hand stabbed towards Roland's throat.

This dodge was as fast as lightning, and it was even a few points faster than the Nine Swords of the Wind cultivated by Roland.

In the blink of an eye, Roland's heart churned, he could clearly feel the breath of death, and once again it was visible to his tentacles, it was a very real feeling, which made the hairs on his body stand up in an instant, and the cold sweat also condensed into beads of sweat on his back.

Everything he saw in front of him seemed to slow down in an instant, the hollow green sword, and the cold dagger, all the sounds disappeared, and he seemed to have entered a spiritual realization that only a mage can appear.

He was like a being from above, looking down on the flow of the various elements in the space, and they danced happily around him.

In just an instant, the seal crack of the spiritual power acupoint expanded, and the spiritual power of up to thirty degrees gushed out, turning into an invisible blade and stabbing into the opponent's brain.

In fact, the opponent's attack was extremely fast, and with his strength, he had absolute confidence that he could kill the young man in front of him with one blow before the Qing Ying Sword attacked again, but unfortunately, he had lost this opportunity forever.