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For so many years, Wang Junlin has been consciously developing and making progress in this aspect, and the people who are hiding in the dark and waiting for the opportunity to kill themselves are obviously like this.

Wang Junlin gave him such a chance.

So, all of a sudden, he slipped.

After the lightning, a thunderbolt struck.

This is a must-kill sword.

Unfortunately, King's Landing didn't really slip, it just looked like it did.

Just like some of the moves used to lure the enemy in some martial arts, there is also an impeccable defensive posture in this slip, an opportunity to advance or retreat.

Heaven and earth returned to darkness, in the boundless darkness, Wang Junlin had a certain degree of night vision since the cultivation of the Qigong method in the nameless Taoist family, but he couldn't see this killer at this time, but he could feel the killer's slight breathing, so he knew where the other party was standing.

Even if he has the same night vision ability as King's Landing, and can see many things in the dark that others can't see, he can no longer see King's Landing, the most important thing is that he can't feel King's presence, breathing, heartbeat, body temperature, etc.

The lightning flashed again.

He saw the blood-maned horse, and at the moment when he had made a move with Wang Junlin, he ran at a very fast speed of more than thirty zhang away, and then turned his head to look at him, he clearly saw a trace of ridicule and ridicule in this horse, although he was confused and switched roles with the target to be killed, he seemed to have become the assassin, but a horse was laughing at him, this is really a hell, he secretly swore in his heart that if there was a chance he would kill this horse that dared to laugh at him.

King's Landing did not appear.

The black-clad masked killer still stood there motionless, maintaining the same position.

Because now the situation has changed, and his opponent has replaced his advantage just now, as if he was secretly watching him just now, and could strike a fatal blow at him at any time.

That moment was the difference between life and death for him.

His energy has been drained too much.

What's even more terrifying is that his spirit is gradually on the verge of collapse.

The blood-maned horse was already lazily laughing at him, lazily searching the dark ground for the grass it liked to eat.

This black shadow is naturally Wang Junlin, he deliberately chose this place just now to expose the flaw, because there is a pit next to this place that has been washed by rain, and in the darkness there is no shadow of light in the pit of earth, Wang Junlin just borrowed the moment of blind vision after the lightning disappeared, burrowed into this pit and then entered the state of internal breathing, so this killer is difficult to find.

The moment Wang Junlin moved, the killer noticed it, and he also moved, but unfortunately his physical strength and mental state were less than half of usual, and he lost the opportunity.

The killer let out a terrible scream, and his legs were severed by the razor-sharp dragon sparrow knife two-thirds of the way from the calf.

When the blood-maned horse was subdued, Wang Junlin used all his strength to wrestle with it, and for several hours, relying on the breath of the true qi of the inner family, he exhausted the last trace of strength of the blood-maned horse that was like a fierce beast before subduing it.

"You fool, I'm going to ask him more." Wang Jun was so angry that he slapped the bloodmaned horse on the head, drove it aside, squatted down and pulled away the black cloth that covered the man's face, and found that it was a very ordinary-looking kind that was the least noticeable in the crowd.

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