When Zheng Ming reacted, the dagger had already come closer, he could feel the piercing chill coming from the tip of the dagger, the person moved with his heart, the shadow moved with him, the mysterious man did not give Zheng Ming Zheng Ming more time to react, after Zheng Ming was able to avoid the dagger's surprise attack, the figure appeared from the darkness, and the target was also Zheng Ming.

The mysterious person's whole body was covered with this black mist, and Zheng Ming had encountered such a shape in the Eternal Night Forest.

Zheng Ming immediately thought of the person named Shadow Ink, who was also a member of the Shadow Clan, and also used weapons as daggers, but this person's moves were more fierce and stronger than the original Shadow Ink.

The figure of the black mist came fiercely, and the attack parts were also extremely tricky, with the momentum of a sword sealing the throat.

Only then did Zheng Ming know what kind of mistake he had made just now, and he also knew why this mysterious powerhouse would suddenly attack him.

Because he was an assassin.

And an assassin like him doesn't leave any smell on his body!

No wonder he suddenly wanted to kill me, was it because he felt threatened?

The brain was spinning rapidly, but the body couldn't keep up with the speed of the strong man, and a huge force hit him directly in the chest.

Zheng Ming keenly felt that his chest had sunk because he couldn't bear such a force, and then this force knocked his body away, and then crashed into the wall in the deepest part of the alley.

He felt a heat in his throat, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, forming a line of blood to taste, the lines in his line of sight were still changing, and the strong man's S-shaped offensive line was pressing towards him again, and he had already picked up the dagger in his hand again.

Consciousness is fading rapidly, faster than the strong can rush.

When the Shadow Clan powerhouse hit Zheng Ming, he also felt the touch from his fist, knowing that Zheng Ming was hit hard by him, so he wanted to rush up to make up for it, dozens of meters away, in less than a second, the Shadow Clan powerhouse rushed to his side, looked at a bright red blood line on the ground, and then looked at Zheng Ming, who was already out of breath and less in breath.

"I'm sorry, Elven Son, but this is my mission. ”

I saw the man pick up the dagger again and stab it down.

"Bang!" A sound of metal colliding was particularly harsh in this dark environment, and then the Shadow Clan powerhouse felt that the dagger in his hand seemed to be blocked by something, so he looked down.

He saw Zheng Ming staring at him with wide eyes, those eyes had a feeling that he could never forget, it was a pair of eyes that were so empty that they were inhumane, more piercing than the heavy snow in winter, and he also saw the bloodthirstiness hidden in his pupils, that kind of breath, he had only seen it in the Shadow Clan's Abyss Prison, but those prisons were full of heinous demons since ancient times, who was Zheng Ming, he was just the holy son of the elf clan, and at the same time, he was just a second-order strength ant.

A wisp of cold wind blew in the darkness, and a large amount of black gas began to emerge from Zheng Ming's body, and those black gases were so thick that people felt a sense of powerlessness, it was a kind of fear that was black to the extreme, and at the tip of the dagger was a black piece, and he reflexively increased the power in his hand, but no matter how hard he used, this black piece kept the dagger firmly in the air.

"What is this?" The Shadow Clan powerhouse only had time to think about it, and he found that the palm of one hand was extremely fast, piercing through the black mist, piercing through his right chest, and it was also extremely powerful, and it was also flying upside down after vomiting blood.

"What is he?"

This strong man couldn't help but have such a question in his heart.

But he heard the roar of a wild beast, and he endured the pain to his feet, and the black mist on his body continued to fluctuate, faintly showing signs of dissipation.

Soon, he saw Zheng Ming get up from the ground weakly, there was still a huge pit in his upper body, and ordinary people would die early if they were beaten in the chest.

But the Shadow Clan powerhouse saw a scene that made him even more frightened again, the terrifying pit on Zheng Ming's chest was recovering little by little at this time, and the depression was covered by the richest black qi in the whole body.

"What are you!" the Shadow Clan powerhouse finally couldn't help but ask Zheng Ming.

But in response to him was the roar of a wild beast.

Just when he thought that Zheng Ming would start to fight back, Zheng Ming's body suddenly fell backwards, falling heavily, and kicking up a cloud of dust.

This Shadow Clan powerhouse didn't dare to step forward, and waited in place, wanting to see what was wrong with it.

One second, two seconds.

Five seconds, ten seconds......

More than ten seconds passed, but the body still didn't get up.

"Boom. A thunderclap sounded, and the sky began to rain heavily, and the humidity in the air became thicker, and every now and then a flash of lightning streaked by.

In an instant, in the dark alleyway, the strong man seemed to see Zheng Ming's tightly closed eyes, including the terrifying pit on his chest.

The Shadow Clan powerhouse still chose to go up and make up for him, Zheng Ming already knew his identity, if he didn't die this time, then the next assassination would be even more difficult than this time.

Moreover.

He's just an ant, he's just an ant.

The Shadow Clan powerhouse kept telling himself that.

Because the Shadow Clan powerhouse was inadvertently hit by Zheng Ming, he was no longer able to rely on the advantage of his own speed, and he even struggled to walk.

The heavy rain continued to wash away the blood here, and the blood gas filled the alley again.

When the Shadow Clan powerhouse walked to Zheng Ming's side again, it took ten minutes, and in these ten minutes, the pit on Zheng Ming's chest had recovered most of it, but his eyes were still closed, and the breath he exhaled was getting weaker and weaker.

The strong man raised his dagger again and stabbed it hard.

This time, the strong man chose to stab him directly in the throat, where the body's defenses were the weakest.

The knife was not hindered in any way.

The already weak breathing completely stopped, and the surging black qi seemed to freeze on his body.

"Finally dead. ”

This was the voice of the Shadow Clan powerhouse, this was the first time he felt a threat from a second-order ant, and this was also the first time he felt happy because he had killed a certain prey, he couldn't describe this feeling, why did it happen? He didn't know, because he had never felt it.

He walked to Zheng Ming's side, supported the ground with one hand, and sat down with difficulty, he also felt a sharp pain in his right chest.

He looked up at the sky, squinting slightly, letting the rain wash over his eyelids.

At this moment, he suddenly had a strange feeling, feeling that the world was trembling, but the ground was clearly not trembling, and he seemed to feel that the space was slightly squeezing him, which was even more difficult to guess.