"Is it a vision or is it man-made?"

Yechen's eyes narrowed slightly, his hands stretched, and his spirit was highly concentrated, probing everything around him. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Silent, lightless, and lightless, it seems to have become another time and space, and you can't sense anything outside.

"Treading ......"

Someone was approaching, and it was two people, one in front of the other, coming at great speed.

They each held a short, delicate sword in their hands, and the blade exuded a chill, surrounded by unnamed objects, disgusting and evil.

"Hidden in the dark, he must take his life in a moment, and he is actually a legendary assassin."

Yechen didn't know why he was able to sense everything in this space clearly, and he didn't care about all of it, he focused all his attention on these two people.

The Assassins are a group of people who live in darkness, they are born in darkness, they die in darkness, and they do not see the light for the rest of their lives.

They have extraordinary abilities, manipulating the darkness, and in ancient legends, those assassins who stood at the top of the ladder could plunge the whole world into darkness with a raised hand, which was terrifying.

Fortunately, the strength of the two assassins who came was comparable to his own, and only the strength of the early stage of the Guiyuan Realm, Yechen was slightly relieved.

If you deal with it well, you can slay the Assassin and break through the darkness.

"Ji Ji, he can actually sense our existence, no wonder the palace envoy will let us come in person, it is really a difficult opponent."

The assassin stopped, his tone was grim, with an evil spirit, and said, "But it's just difficult, kill him, hurry back, I hate the light here." ”

With the assassin's words, Yechen noticed that the surroundings were even darker, and even his perception was declining, so he paused, and said, "I didn't expect Prince Xun to be able to invite your assassin clan to help, I really underestimated him." ”

"What bullshit to ask the prince, I haven't heard of it, you better die obediently."

The other assassin spoke, his voice was not as cold as the previous assassin's, but the murderous intent in his tone made Yechen's scalp tingle, this is the master of terror.

At the same time, he was also surprised that these two assassins were not sent by Prince Xun, who would pay such a big price to kill me?

"Huh."

Yechen dodged, dodging the attacks of the two assassins, and asked, "I rarely have a grudge against anyone, who are you who invited me?" ”

Assassins, unlike killers, do not keep secrets from their employers, because as long as they make a move, no one will be able to make it out of the darkness alive.

In their eyes, there is never a person who cannot be killed, only someone who does not want to kill.

"What do grievances and hatreds have to do with me, if you want to blame it, you can only be blamed for walking down the totem mountain, so you must die."

The eerie voice sounded again, the darkness was thick again, and the perception of the night fell again, and he could only sense the distance of three feet around him.

"Boom."

The short sword struck again, and although Yechen dodged at great speed, the distance was too close, and he could only avoid the vital point.

Two short swords, one in front of the other, grazed through Yechen's arms, leaving deep wounds, and blood suddenly spilled all over the ground.

"It feels ......"

Yechen frowned, the wound was itchy, as if something wanted to burrow into his body, this feeling was a bit like the feeling of being haunted by those black mist when he was taken away by a giant python.

He subconsciously raised his hand and touched the blood flowing from the wound, which was a little strangely sticky, very weird.

"Snort."

Suddenly, there was a faint strange sound from the wound, as if something was dissolving. And as the sound faded, the strange feeling that Yechen felt at the wound disappeared.

He ...... His blood was able to purify and drive away curses. ”

The assassin's cold voice trembled a little, and the darkness of the space was thick again, almost substantial, but within three feet of the night, no darkness could come close.

In the endless darkness, he stood like a god, majestic and inviolable.

"Kill him at all costs."

The cold sound seemed to come from the Nine Shadows, cold and cold, freezing the space and freezing the sound.

Yechen found that his five senses were almost gone, and within three feet of his body was not as clear as before, and the short swords that came in and out became blurry, unable to see clearly, and could not dodge them all.

In just a few moments, dozens of wounds appeared on his body.

"The abilities of the Assassins are really weird, no wonder there is no one they can't kill. A solution must be found, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

Yechen frowned, his face was gloomy, although he avoided the deadly attack, he couldn't catch the figure of the two assassins at all, and he couldn't fight back, and for a long time, even if he wasn't killed, he would die because of the blood draining.

"Huh!"

Yechen once again narrowly avoided the vital point, dodging the fatal blow of the two assassins, but the next moment, he stood in a lunge, his eyes closed, his face expressionless, his body and mind relaxed, and the whole person was in a state of no sorrow or joy.

"Boom."

The faint sound of the sword came from a distance of three feet, and the next moment, the short sword broke through the air, striking directly at the front and back chests.

"Instead of dodging meaninglessly, let's see who's fast."

When the short sword was a foot away from him, Yechen suddenly opened his eyes, his left hand reached out, and he grasped the short sword stabbed in front of his chest, and at the same moment, his body turned slightly, and his right hand turned into a fist, and a punch hit the darkness in front of him.

"Boom."

"Poof."

As Yechen's fist struck the Assassin in front of him, the Assassin's dagger pierced his back with unmistakable precision.

"Die."

Ignoring the pain in his body, Yechen waved his right hand backwards hard, only to hear a bang, and the assassin behind him was hit and flew out upside down.

"How is that possible?"

At the moment when the two assassins were hit, the darkness shattered, and with two unwilling shouts, both of them died in the sunlight at the same time, and even their short swords evaporated in an instant.

"Ahem......"

Yechen knelt on one knee and kept coughing up blood, his injuries were too serious, his left hand was already bloody and fleshy, unable to move, his chest was also pierced, blood was gushing outward desperately, and he could die at any time.

"The Assassins are really weird."

Yechen looked at the assassin who disappeared into the sunlight, a little surprised, he thought that after both sides were defeated, there would be a vicious fight, but he didn't expect that the assassin would die directly after being hit, and there were no bones.

"The strength is still too weak."

Yechen sat cross-legged on his knees, thinking back to the previous battle, and his heart palpitated.

If it weren't for the fact that his body was different from ordinary people after the birth of the stars, if it weren't for the two assassins who were confused at the last moment, if it weren't for the weirdness of the assassin clan, he would have died now.

But the good thing is that there are no ifs in this world.

To live is to live, and victory belongs only to oneself.

"Whew......"

Suddenly, a chaotic sound of footsteps disrupted Yechen's contemplation, and Yechen turned around to see an old man trembling in his direction.

The old man was skinny, his face was withered, his shabby gray robe was brushing in the autumn wind, and the whole person exuded a withered and rotten atmosphere, without a trace of vitality.

Yechen's eyes narrowed slightly, secretly speeding up the operation of the Star Spirit Transformation Dragon Technique, at this time, if you are injured, you will have more hope of living.

The old man stopped three feet away from Yechen, his gray eyes exuding an inexplicable aura, locked on him, and after a while, he said: "The chest is pierced, obviously he is a dying person, why is there no breath of death?" ”

Yechen was silent and continued to heal.

The old man raised his leg and wanted to take a step forward, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move forward, and finally shook his head helplessly, the old man withdrew his leg and said, "No wonder you can break through the darkness of the assassin clan, it turns out that you have initially awakened the dragon soul." ”

Yechen was surprised, this old man was incoherent, didn't he come to kill him, thought about it, and asked, "I don't know who the predecessor is?" ”

The old man raised his hand, touched his messy hair, thought for a while, and said, "I'm just a passerby." ”

"Passerby?"

Yechen was puzzled, there are many interpretations of the word passerby, it can be a passerby of a place, a passerby of a life, or a passerby of time, and asked: "I don't know what the predecessors are called here?" ”

"Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you."

The old man directly said what Yechen wanted to hear the most, and said, "I thought things would make a big fuss, so I got up and took a look, now that it's okay, I should go back." ”

Before the words fell, the figure of the old man had disappeared, and at the moment when the old man disappeared, two figures appeared out of thin air and fell to the place where the old man had been standing.

The two figures or two corpses, both middle-aged men, their faces were pale, their pupils dilated, and they seemed to have been frightened in some way before they died, and of course it was possible that they were really scared to death, because on their bodies, Yechen could not detect the slightest fatal injury.

Yechen looked at the two corpses, and then looked at the old man's disappearance with reassurance, thoughtfully.

After a long time, Yechen came back to his senses, looked around, then closed his eyes, and simply healed his wounds on this ancient path, and left after his injuries were healed.

Time passed quietly, and by the time Yechen opened his eyes, it was already seven days later.

For seven days, there was no one on the ancient road, and even the birds and beasts all took a detour, not wanting to or daring to approach the ancient road.

Seemingly, there's something here that makes them scared.

Yechen got up, patted the dust off his body, looked to the east, then turned around and walked resolutely towards the west.

There, it is the world of martial artists, it is the world of killing, and only there can he quickly improve his strength.

"Stompe."

Facing the autumn breeze and bathing in the sun, the night ran wildly on the endless wasteland, alarming the sleeping beasts from time to time, causing a panic.

Time passed again, the sun was setting in the west, the sky was overcast, and the breath of the wind was changing.

Yechen stopped, looked up at the sky, and muttered, "It seems to be raining." ”