Eight masked men in black attacked at the same time, and they attacked Xiao Maha with different sword moves, blocking almost all of Xiao Maha's retreat.

Xiao Maha has no chance of escaping.

Most of the masked men in black had a smug look in their eyes, and they were already in the chest.

Tonight's action was not sudden, they had been preparing for a long time.

They all come from the same organization, a formidable and mysterious organization.

Within the organization, there are clear hierarchies, and everything is judged by strength and task.

Every day is the ranking of the organization.

The Yuezi-level is the third-tier in the organization, and many people can't reach this height in their lifetimes, and they are all Yuezi-level assassins.

Their strength is not bad, and everyone was a famous martial arts master in the rivers and lakes before joining the organization.

At this point, the task is in its final stages.

As long as Xiao Maha is eliminated, they can return to the organization and resume their lives, and perhaps, there is also the possibility of being promoted to the Japanese level.

Xiao Maha, with superb martial arts, is a rare peerless general in the military.

However, at this moment, he had to face the siege of eight black-clad masked men alone, and it seemed that he had little chance of winning.

Not to mention that these masked men in black are all from the most mysterious assassin organization in the Empire.

As a result, most masked people have confidence that they are bound to win.

Just when the black-clothed masked man attacked Xiao Maha, suddenly, the murderous aura around Xiao Maha increased sharply.

When the black-clothed masked man was only a few steps away from Xiao Maha, Xiao Maha, hearing the news, moved, suddenly waved the long sword in his hand, and used several swords in a row.

Suddenly, an extremely oppressive air flow appeared around Xiao Maha, like a whirlpool stirred up by a violent dragon, which was difficult to break free.

"Not good!"

One of the masked men in black was stunned.

He felt as if his whole body was bound by something invisible, and as if he had encountered extremely strong resistance, and his movements suddenly became a little sluggish.

In the duel of masters, any change will bring irreparable consequences.

At least, in his opinion, if his opponent's movements were so slow, he could have taken the opportunity to kill his opponent several times.

However, at this moment, he was hanging in mid-air, unable to dodge at all, and there was no other way but to swing his sword to block.

The corners of Xiao Maha's mouth raised an arc, and then, with lightning speed, he swung the long sword again, and the sword moved with him.

Suddenly, several intertwined sword lights slashed through the night sky, with Xiao Maha as the center, sweeping towards the black-clothed masked people around him with a compelling momentum.

The reaction of the black-clothed masked man was not unfast, and they all swung their swords to block as soon as they noticed the sword light.

However, the sword light seemed to carry a huge force, and the black-clothed masked people within the reach of the sword light were knocked away one after another.

Or slammed on the ground and caused sand and gravel to fly, or was knocked into the roof and broke bricks and tiles.

In an instant, the black-clothed masked man had suffered heavy casualties, five of them were killed directly when they landed, and three people who were knocked to the roof were also seriously injured.

"Boom!"

At this time, the door of the small courtyard was slammed open, and dozens of guards rushed into the small courtyard to protect Xiao Maha.

Among them, more than a dozen guards with crossbow arrows aimed at the three black-clothed masked men on the roof, as if waiting for Xiao Maha's order.

Seeing that the guards had arrived, the three black-clad masked men on the roof realized that the task was impossible, so they reluctantly turned around and jumped out of the courtyard.

Seeing this, a personal guard general hurriedly ordered: "Chase!" ”

"No need!" Xiao Maha waved his hand to stop.

The general of the personal guard asked for guilt: "General, my subordinates are late, and I hope that the general will forgive me!" ”

After Xiao Maha made a retreat gesture to the guards generals, he turned to look at the black-clothed masked corpse in the small courtyard, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Tonight's matter, don't make a noise, violators, military law will be done." ”

"Yes!"

"From now on, all the people in the General's Mansion will be strictly investigated and their identities will be verified."

"Yes!"

After scanning the five corpses in the small courtyard, the general of the personal guard asked Xiao Maha for instructions: "General, what should these people do?" ”

"His identity is suspicious, and it must be ascertained."

"Yes."

In Pingyao City, in a deserted courtyard.

A masked man dressed in black treats a wound.

Not long ago, he and seven other Yuezi-level assassins failed to besiege Xiao Maha in the General's Mansion, five of them died on the spot, and the other two did not escape from the General's Mansion alive.

Now, he is the only one who has escaped from the General's Palace.

"I didn't expect that Xiao Maha, an old man, is so strong."

"It's a shame that we spent months laying out a killing array as a Blood Moon Killer, and in the end we lost our troops and returned in vain."

Suddenly, a breeze blew.

"Murderous!"

The black-clothed masked man's face sank, and he suddenly turned around and looked ahead.

At the same time, he immediately grasped the hilt of the sword in his right hand and was ready to draw it.

Not far in front of him, a man in black with a sword was watching him.

The man in black was dressed in a strong suit, his face was sharp and angular like a knife and an axe, and his sharp and decisive eyes became deeper and deeper in the night, like a scythe in the hand of death, which made the masked man shudder.

In particular, the star-shaped pattern on the man in black is like a star in the cold night sky, which is eye-catching but strange and gloomy, which makes the masked man even more frightened.

After a moment, the masked man asked coldly, "Lord Katsuya, why?" ”

"Do you know why?" The man in black, who was called Katsuya-sama, spoke in a flat tone, without the slightest emotion.

"Yes, I know why?"

"So, no matter what, you won't let me go."

The victorious evil was silent, just staring indifferently at the masked man.

"I see!"

The masked man immediately understood his fate.

In an organization, once a task is accepted, it can only succeed, not fail.

To fail is to lose everything, including life.

The masked man clenched the hilt of his sword, and just as he was about to draw his long sword, the victory evil had already heard the news, and it rushed towards the masked man like an arrow off the string.

With a flash of sword light, the victory evil had already appeared behind the masked man.

Holding a sword in his left hand and a scabbard in his right, he stood with his back to the masked man, while the masked man maintained a posture of drawing his sword, his face frightened and his eyes bloodshot.

A few breaths later.

When Katsuzen put his sword into its scabbard, the masked man fell to the ground with one hand around his neck, struggling to crawl away.

"When you accept this mission, you should already know the consequences of mission failure."

As he spoke, Katsuya walked over to the masked man, pulled out a medicine bottle engraved with a star-shaped pattern, and poured the green liquid from the bottle onto the masked man.

"Ahh

Soon after, the masked man turned into a pool of blood.

The next day, inside an inn.

"The forces in the city have been strengthened again."

Feng Li looked at the soldiers marching on the street and reminded: "From morning to now, in just six hours, I have seen seven different armies enter the city. ”

"Judging from the number of the army, they should all be troops who have retreated from the front line of the high wall, and many of them are untidy and even embarrassed."

Sima Jiu held his chin and speculated: "In this way, the front-line rebels are already in a rout. ”