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Yin Jiu Kill didn't speak, just frowned slightly, staring at the movement outside.

Below, after being checked by the doctor and confirming that he was fine, he immediately turned over and left quickly, escorted by a large number of dead soldiers.

Ironically, his dead men kept looking, especially vigilantly staring at the heights, including this Wangjiang Tower, which seemed to have assassins hidden everywhere, and someone would fire a secret arrow at their master at any moment.

Not far from the river, some dead men are patrolling to find the murderer.

"I have something to do, go first." Yin Jiu Kill suddenly said a word, then picked up the hat and put it on, jumped down the second floor, and ran towards the side of the bridge.

Feng Jinghua was a little surprised, but he didn't catch up.

Although she and Yin Jiu Kill talked about everything, they were both independent and free, and neither of them would interfere in each other's affairs.

Right now, she saw that Yin Jiu Kill had gone away, and she also checked out and left.

On the other side, the Autumn Dew Frost Dead men got a few small boats and searched around the lighthouse in the middle of the river.

This lighthouse does not actually have the function of pointing out the direction, but exists as a landscape building, so it is built very tall and beautiful, enough for people to ambush and fire arrows on it.

Depending on the direction and force of the arrow, the Assassin would have placed the arrow on the tip of the lighthouse's arc and then jumped into the water and left.

Now, the killer is either still swimming in the water, or has just come ashore, and if he does, there will definitely be traces of water.

They don't have to catch the murderer, but if they can catch the murderer, they can teach the mastermind a lesson, lest everyone think that the assassination of the police prince does not have to pay a price.

Soon, they found traces of water on the hillside on the other side of the river.

They followed the trail of the water and chased the murderer in the hillside.

It was nearly noon, the sun was getting hot, pedestrians were either eating or staying in the house, few people were hanging out, and the hillside was extremely quiet.

One of them hid in the grass, changed into clean clothes, got out, and quickly rushed down the hillside.

However, the barking of the dog suddenly sounded, and then it approached rapidly.

The dead of Autumn Dew Frost are not vegetarians.

They carry well-trained hunting dogs.

Several hounds, quickly smelling the scent of the murderer, tracked down very ferociously.

These hounds were raised eating raw meat, and they were very ferocious and strong, and they would not lose to the masters when they ran on the slopes.

The Assassin was dressed in a light cloth coat, and looked no different from ordinary people, except for an extra mask on his face.

He runs fast, but after all, it is on a grassy hillside, and his speed is always affected.

Soon, the hound approached from three sides, then leaped up and pounced on him.

He had to stop, draw his short knife, turn around, and slash at one of the hounds.

When he saw the appearance of the hound, he couldn't help but gasp, what a big livestock!

He was only almost half a man tall, his skin was shiny, his eyes were like copper bells, his fangs were thick, his limbs were like small pillars, and he was very strong.

The knife flashed in his hand, and the foreleg of a hound in the front was immediately cut off.

The hound fell, but the other hounds pounced.

The dead soldiers who heard the sound showed their weapons and gathered around to observe the battle situation, not in a hurry to go into battle.

When the Assassin saw this, his heart sank.

If it was a real fight, he was not afraid, and he was confident that he could fight it, but these people were all "human explosives", with explosives strapped to their bodies and small devices that could be detonated with one click.

Among the information he gathered, one of the things that these dead soldiers liked to do the most was to observe from the sidelines, observe the opponent's kung fu, and judge whether they were sure to kill the opponent - if they were not sure, they would directly pounce on it and press the detonating device, no matter how strong the master was, he could not stop it, and he could stop one, but he couldn't stop two.

In the past two years, I don't know how many masters have died under this method.

He didn't want to be blown up alive.

Therefore, he mainly runs.

However, as soon as he ran, in addition to the hounds still in pursuit, the dead men also fired arrows at him.

He fled while hiding, and naturally fled slowly.

One didn't pay attention, and he tripped over something.

He secretly screamed "not good" and swung his knife at one of the hounds that pounced, but just then, a dead man had already taken advantage of the chaos to approach and pull out a small object in his arms.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the dead man's actions, and his face changed.

It was the legendary detonating device, and the dead man intended to die with him!

In the moment he lost his mind, a hound had already pounced on him, and bit his throat with its mouth open.

Ignoring the dead man's approach, he stretched out one hand and grabbed the hound by the neck fiercely, and with the other hand swung his knife and stabbed the hound into the hound's body.

This hound is really ruthless, although it was stabbed in the body by a knife, it still wants to eat people with its fangs open.

By this time, the dead man was already standing beside him, smirking and waving the detonator in his hand at him, and pressing the fingers of his other hand on the buttons on the device.

"It's over—" He cried out inwardly, waiting for the explosion to come.

He had thought about how he would die, but he was blown to pieces...... I really didn't think about it.

It was too late, but it was too late, and suddenly a cloud fell from the sky, and there seemed to be a lightning bolt in the cloud.

Then, the dead man screamed, his hand holding the detonator severed, and he was swept away by the tip of his sword.

The cloud then landed, seemingly fluttering, but in fact it kicked the dead man away.

Then, between the rise and fall of the sword, several of the approaching hounds had been cut off.

He watched the movement of this "cloud" in shock, forgetting to breathe and forgetting to close his eyes.

What a terrible and beautiful skill!

The perfect art of killing!

It is like flowing water, without more lag and procrastination, and the power of the human body and kung fu is brought into full play!

After the man instantly restrained a dead soldier and killed the three hounds, the action did not end, but threw the sword in his hand, right in the chest of a dead soldier not far away.

The other martyrs were completely stunned.

In the blink of an eye, he easily killed two companions and three hounds...... This is definitely a top master!

Even if they were bound with explosives, would they be able to rely on him?

No!

They quickly made a judgment and quickly turned and fled.

They are not afraid of death, but their lives are used to protect their masters, not to kill.

Retaining strength is the best policy.

The man did not chase after him, but retrieved the thrown sword, walked up to the assassin, and said slowly, "Let's go." ”

Only then did the assassin come to his senses, get up, look at him deeply, and say, "Thank you, lord." ”

The person who came was Yin Nine Killings.

Even if he wears a hood, he will not be mistaken.

Yin Jiu said lightly: "No need, you have also saved me and helped me a lot." ”

The Assassin knew that he did not like pleasantries and politeness, so he said no more and turned to walk down the hill.