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Qinglong's brows furrowed tightly, staring at the young man below, he knew that most of tonight's assassination plan was about to die again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A strong murderous aura that had only been felt from Yang Tianyou was transmitted from the young man opposite, and that kind of murderous aura that was close to substance made Qinglong's cold hairs stand on end.

This is the master, the real master!

It seems that Yang Tianyou's hole cards are not all out, for example, the young man in front of him is an unfamiliar existence of Qinglong Wanben, he is sure that he has never seen this person before, which is completely unexpected by him.

Such an opportunity will not appear often tonight, such as Yang Tianyou, it is estimated that it is difficult to get drunk once a year, this opportunity is too rare, but he never expected that when his plan was about to be completed, he suddenly made a trip to bite the gold halfway.

Qinglong is very confident, as long as he enters the room, Yang Tianyou will most likely die at his hands, because in his opinion, not to mention that Yang Tianyou is drunk now, even if he is completely sober, he will not necessarily lose to Yang Tianyou.

But the young man in front of him has become the biggest variable, the master against the enemy, just one short move, you can know each other.

Although Qinglong only fought with his opponent for one move, he felt the pressure he had never felt before, and seeing the strong fighting intent that his opponent was showing now, he couldn't help but be vigilant!

I really wanted to fight with the young man, but thinking about his task and the whole plan, Qinglong had to be cautious.

It seems that it is impossible to kill Yang Tianyou tonight, Qinglong knows very well that if it weren't for the accurate premonition that he had accumulated over the years of countless bloody battles that played a role at a critical time, it was estimated that even if he didn't die just now, he would have been injured.

The young man's knife was too unavoidable, too mysterious, and the blade was close to the distance of one foot of his body, so that Qinglong felt the knife qi, and this kind of control of power can be described as wonderful, and it can be described as perfect.

That move is not cumbersome or complicated, but it is a simple knife, but it makes people feel mysterious, makes people feel powerful, and makes people dare not wipe the edge.

Since you can't kill Yang Tianyou, it's okay to cut off Yang Tianyou's "arm"!

It seems that it was just a moment, Qinglong's battle intent was also surging, and his eyes flashed with a thick killing intent, since there was no camera installed in this stairwell, then he let go of his hands and feet, and simply fought with the other party.

As soon as he thought of this, Qinglong made a move!

As soon as he made a move, he was a man and a sword, and it was like a snail drill, flying towards the young man below, castrating like electricity, and the tip of the sword was with a sword, which was difficult to see with the naked eye, but it was real.

Bite!

The watermelon knife in the young man's hand collided with the tip of the sword accurately, and the young man's body involuntarily retreated, and behind him was the wall, this move shocked the young man's heart, but the battle intent in his eyes did not decrease but increased.

The sword of Qinglong, condescending, naturally takes advantage, and its strength is terrifying.

As soon as he collided with the other party's watermelon knife, Qinglong's heart was also a little shocked, the strength of the other party's internal strength exceeded his expectations and imagination, he was condescending, and he used all his strength to take advantage of the sword.

At this moment, Qinglong suddenly remembered the time when he assassinated Yang Tianyou half a month ago, and he also gathered momentum for a long time, and then went out with all his strength, and finally let Yang Tianyou dodge the fatal blow, and even took the initiative and gained the upper hand in a short period of time, and finally let him flee without a fight.

And today's situation seems to be similar to the last situation, although he has the upper hand, but he can't kill with one blow, which makes him a little frustrated, but the master has made a move, Qinglong does not dare to have the slightest slackness, the tip of the sword is blocked, Qinglong's right foot kicks on the wall on the side of the stairs, and the body is affected by the reaction force of this wall, and attacks the opponent with more fierce force, the sword swings slightly, and it is actually staggered from the opponent's blade, and continues to stab at the opponent's neck.

Qinglong's most powerful thing is swordsmanship, this sword, from being ready to attack, to stabbing with all his strength, can be described as a shock, before and after in one go, even if it is a change of strength in the middle of the way, it is also smooth as flowing water, making it difficult to find a flaw.

The young man snorted coldly, his body flashed to the side without warning, and then like a tumbler, his feet stood still, but his upper body was an iron plate bridge loop, and the speed was reversed, and at the same time he unloaded a strong force from the blade.

Bite!

The long sword slammed against the wall, making a crisp sound, and the watermelon knife in the young man's hand suddenly slashed at Qinglong's back with extreme ferocity.

This knife, compared to the previous sneak attack, is completely opposite in style, it was silent before, but now it is a howling sword.

The characteristics are different, but the power is completely comparable.

It was only one move, but Qinglong's heart was even more shocked, the tip of the sword was on the wall, and he immediately sensed the whistling knife wind behind him, and actually turned over in the air, and the whole person's body turned up ninety degrees with the long sword as the vertical line, and the body had become head and foot.

Phew!

The watermelon knife was inserted into the wall, and the power was amazing, and it was several inches deep.

Such an opportunity, how could Qinglong let it go, and immediately the tip of the sword swung, like a mountain eagle pounced, the tip of the sword pointed to the young man's eyebrows, and he rushed towards him, the sword qi was close to the body, cold and terrifying.

The young man was in danger, his right hand had been suddenly forced, and the blade of the knife inserted into the wall was like inserting tofu, and it was easily pulled out by him, and then his body retreated, and he did a somersault in the air, and actually landed on the stairs.

This trick is quite skillful, the speed of the young man at this moment makes Qinglong a little scalp numb, this speed, he is ashamed of himself, and the young man's reaction is fast, but what surprised him the most is the calm of the young man, under his repeated assassinations, the young man did not even blink his eyes, without the slightest intention of retreating, everywhere is-for-tat, not an inch.

Now it was replaced by the young man on top, and Qinglong stood below, and the positions of the two were reversed.

Qinglong gritted his teeth and stared at the young man above, the latter still had a calm and resolute gaze, and seemed not to be intimidated by Qinglong's attack at all, and there was still a raging fire burning in his eyes.

That's the will to fight.

It's still a monstrous war spirit.

Suddenly, Qinglong retreated.

Tonight's plan has completely failed, if you fight with the other party again, the outcome is unpredictable, even if you want to win against the other party, you will probably be seriously injured, and even if you want to kill the other party, you may have to stay here.

Qinglong understands that the level of kung fu plays a decisive role in the fight between life and death, but when life and death are fighting, if you want to survive, kung fu is not the only determining factor, to put it more bluntly, if kung fu is not too much higher than the other party, it is not easy, or even impossible, to easily kill a strong-willed opponent, because everyone will have infinite potential, life and death, and the most able to force out the potential of the human body, how much potential each person can play, this is not the same, So life and death are fighting, and now he is not sure of victory.

Besides, if you want to kill a thousand enemies and lose 800 yourself, it is better not to fight, which is a taboo for assassins.

Assassin, one hit misses, thousands of miles away!

Assassin, protecting your life is more important than killing your opponent!

Because as long as his life is still alive, he still has a chance to kill the other party.

Opportunities are waiting for them, opportunities are also earned, but now, but tonight, there is obviously no more chance.

If you don't have a chance, then wait for the next one.

Qinglong was resigned, but when he left, he still spoke: "Who are you?" ”

Chen Dayong remained silent.

"You don't even dare to leave your name, what kind of hero are you?" Qinglong said excitedly.

Chen Dayong's face turned red, but he still didn't speak.

This is Yang Tianyou's order, he remembers that Yang Tianyou said that he is Yang Tianyou's last hole card, so he can't be exposed, and he can't help himself tonight, but now, he can't say.

Qinglong is very depressed and depressed, Qinglong seems to be blocked in his heart, this kind of opponent is really too difficult, it is completely like a killing machine, he only knows how to kill and poke, and other than that, he doesn't bother to say anything.

"Hmph, tell Yang Tianyou, I'll come again!"

Qinglong snorted coldly and left immediately, the speed was so fast that he actually took off from the window next to the platform and disappeared into the community in a few clicks.

The young man was ready to chase, but he just got up, but he landed again, frowned and looked at Fei Wanjun's door, seemed to be a little frustrated and aggrieved, and finally put the knife in his clothes and hid it, and simply didn't go downstairs, sitting in the stairwell outside the door, his eyes were lowered, and he didn't move.

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Yang Tianyou slept late, but woke up early, there was no way, it was all the fault of the biological clock.

Looking at the time, it was only eight o'clock in the morning, Yang Tianyou shook his head, still feeling a little dizzy and painful, feeling that someone behind him was holding him, Yang Tianyou turned around, and immediately smiled bitterly.

Gently breaking free of Fei Wanjun's hands, and not admiring Fei Wanjun's sleeping posture and flawless body, Yang Tianyou tiptoed up, found his clothes on the balcony, took a new bath, and when he came out, Fei Wanjun had already made breakfast.

Fei Wanjun's face turned red slightly, but it soon returned to normal.

Although Yang Tianyou was drunk last night, he still remembered some scattered fragments, and he remembered one of them more clearly, that is, Fei Wanjun helped him take a bath last night, and he also vomited Fei Wanjun.

During the meal, Yang Tianyou was a little embarrassed and apologized, but Fei Wanjun just smiled and said nothing.

After eating, Yang Tianyou said that he was going back, and Fei Wanjun had no reason to keep him, but when Yang Tianyou walked to the door, Fei Wanjun suddenly stopped him.

"Anything else?" Yang Tianyou smiled.

"Escape is not a good way to solve the problem, you still have to face the reality well, take advantage of it! Some things may not be as absolute as you think—"

"Alright, I got it!" Yang Tianyou's face suddenly became a little ugly, and he seemed a little embarrassed to interrupt Fei Wanjun's words, paused, and said to Fei Wanjun: "Thank you." ”

After speaking, Yang Tianyou opened the door, and the person had already flashed out.

With a bang, the door closed, and Fei Wanjun smiled bitterly.

Yang Tianyou, who walked out of the door, saw a man sitting at the staircase not far away, his back was familiar, his face immediately warmed, and he walked over slowly.