At this moment, Ji Wuye still couldn't believe that a king and grandson would personally take risks to assassinate high-ranking officials of other countries.

This is completely illogical, and even more unreasonable, since Lane Yu's assassination operation failed, shouldn't you retreat immediately?

Who would have thought that Yan Hong's sword was already hanging high above the top!

The screams around were endless, but more, they couldn't even make a sound, the ink crow couldn't carry Ji Wuye, and couldn't carry the miscellaneous soldiers?

One move and one person, perfectly interpreting the graphic sense of Assassin's Creed, this is one of Yan Hong's favorite games in his previous life.

It's a pity that there is a missing hood here, otherwise it would really be 100% restored.

Ji Wuye resisted the murderous aura blowing like a hurricane, obviously quite hard, frowned, and forcibly dodged a sword stabbed in the right chest, and then used his mouth to exert force, and fell on the tip of his tongue fiercely, and finally used the pain to get rid of Yan Hong's huge murderous aura.

He stomped heavily under his feet, and stepped back like a road steamroller, but he had already left a three-inch crack on the ground, and the boot on his left foot had worn out, and even blood stains could be seen along the way.

From the very center of the room, the other wall fell back to the other side, just to escape the terrifying murderous aura of the flood beast.

Where did this kid kill so many people, how could he have such a strong murderous aura, you must know that Ji Wuye can sit firmly in the position of the first person in the South Korean military, and it is also fought with a knife and a gun, but now in the face of Yan Hong, there is no way to resist his murderous aura.

I'm afraid no one will believe this when it comes out, but this fact is clearly in front of them.

The wide bronze long knife was firmly inserted into the ground, and finally stopped Ji Wuye's backward posture, but unfortunately this qiē came too late, as a survivor who crawled out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, Yan Hong deeply understood that he could not leave the enemy any chance.

As soon as his footsteps slipped, the whole person leaped up like a blue bird. Spanning several zhang, Long Quan stared at it again, the tip of Ji Wuye's nose.

The floor had been lifted in its entirety, as if it had been given life, turning into a shower of flying locusts, and Yan Hong happened to be in the center of this 'storm'.

Ji Wuye became the bull's-eye of the storm, all the bricks, templates, pottery, tables and chairs. I want his body to fall.

That's right! It was smashed down hard, as if he was given some kind of traction, and no matter where he went, his moves were completely locked in a small circle, and the effect he could play became extremely weak.

Then again, this qiē is thanks to this palatial house, which is not only very large, but also has a very wide variety of decorations, and the variety is even more varied. There are also sharp objects such as candlesticks, copper lamps, and so on.

Yan Hong was not focused on attacking at the moment. Instead, he looked at Ji Wuye in the 'debris pile' sarcastically, although he couldn't make Ji Wuye lose his combat effectiveness, but the pain can also become a kind of injury at some point.

Under the deliberate traction of Yan Hong's internal force, there will always be only one place for those sundries. That is the top of Ji Wuye's head, and he will never deviate from the goal.

Yan Hong clearly remembered that Ji Wuye's horizontal kung fu was very good. But in the powerful kung fu, your head can't withstand the indiscriminate bombardment, so the large and small bruises or purple bumps appear 'perfectly' on the top of Ji Wuye's head.

"Shaft, angry old man!" Finally, all the messy things were swept away by Yan Hong with a strong internal force, Ji Wuye could finally take a breath, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and he rushed out of his mouth to scold angrily.

It's a pity that it was this invective that drove him to a dead end.

"Yo he, I even scolded you for taking a breath, it's really shameless!" Before the words fell, the Longquan Sword was already swept across Ji Wuye's waist with a horizontal split, and he didn't spare his hand, only to hear a bang, Ji Wuye once again had a close contact with the hard wall, but he also had to praise Ji Wuye's horizontal kung fu was indeed very homely.

After such a fierce blow, he was still able to stand up with his waist straight, which was indeed a bit tough.

"Ahem...... coughed a few times, Ji Wuye finally raised his head, the anger in his eyes almost rushed out, burning Yan Hong to ashes, at this moment, Ji Wuye completely forgot his identity, strength, consequences, and desires have completely annihilated Ji Wuye's reason, and the only thought left in his heart is to kill him under his own knife.

Even if he wanted to provoke a war between Yan and Korea, he would not hesitate to do so, and at this moment, Ji Wuye thought of usurping power for the first time in his life.

That's right, it is a usurpation of power, only by sitting in that position can he get the tiger talisman, and he was also unscrupulous towards Yan Guo, otherwise he would not be able to do anything, at most he would be a prestige in Korea.

You must know that Han Fei and Zhang Liang are younger than him, and if they stay up, Ji Wuye is afraid that he won't be able to stay up.

Indeed, before tonight, Ji Wuye only thought about being a powerful minister, because he didn't want to dominate, he just wanted to be poor and luxurious, so it was enough to be a powerful minister, but tonight, for the first time, he had ambitions, and he hoped to take revenge on Yan Guo, because his enemy was the eldest grandson of Yan Guo.

However, none of the qiē he had ever thought of could be realized, because his life would end tonight.

"Don't look at me like this, you and Ben Gongzi are just an ant, I want to pinch you to death, anytime!"

Another horizontal slash, a sword qi flew out, across two zhang wide, but across such a long distance, the sword qi not only did not weaken, but was strengthened, the silver crescent moon shape became wider and wider, Ji Wuye believed that if it was given a longer distance, that sword qi could even become a half-moon shape.

It is precisely because of this belief that yes Ji Wuye has become extremely frightened, he wants to live, only by living can he have a chance to make a comeback, a person, if he dies, then there is really nothing.

Money, women, power, all the qiē, must be built on the basis of living.

"I've already said that you don't have a chance!" The sunset suddenly became dim, as if the entire mansion was trembling, Yan Hong was shrouded in gray shadows, as if he was in control of a qiē god, and the silky ink stream gradually converged into a river, running through the entire general's mansion.

The 'embankment' has been broken, and the 'flood' is coming, Mozi's swordsmanship, ink blood is rushing!

At this moment, the gradually darkening sky and the seemingly soft Mozi swordsmanship complement each other and complement each other.

Ji Wuye's whole person has been wrapped in a huge 'cocoon', and all the ink-colored sword qi is flowing on his body, compared to the scene where Yan Dan seriously injured the hidden bat, but it seems more freehand at this moment, obviously Yan Hong's comprehension of Mozi's swordsmanship is higher than that of Zhi Yan Dan. (To be continued......)