The young man in white withdrew his sword, and the guard stopped and stepped back. Wan Yan Jin didn't speak, and looked at him with heavy eyes, as if he wanted to shoot through the mask.

"Wan Yan Jin, I'm going to find you to fight alone!" The young man in white suddenly spoke.

Wan Yan Jin's eyes narrowed, and he gradually sneered, and said: "Your Excellency's actions just now don't mean to go head-to-head with this king, is it possible that a sneak attack can be regarded as a heads-up?" ”

I don't know if the young man in white is at fault or something, he was silent for a long time, and he has been standing there motionless. It refutes, but it has no intention of leaving.

Wan Yan Jin looked at the young man in white, and could almost guess his identity in his heart, but he didn't debunk it. He had been waiting for the young man in white to speak, but he just looked at him directly, and he didn't speak for a long time. Wan Yan Jin pursed her lips and said, "That's it, for that person's sake, this king will give you another chance!" If you don't succeed in the sneak attack this time, please move to the palace, this king is busy with government affairs, and he is not an idler, but no one who comes will receive him personally. ”

He was not hostile to the young man in white, he was simply ignorant of his youth. And with his relationship with Liang Chenyue, Wan Yanjin would not be able to kill him. The reason why he was given another chance was not because he was arrogant and risking his life, but because he wanted to find out if the young man in white's martial arts had really improved by leaps and bounds.

However, he saw that the young man in white snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "Wan Yan Jin, since I am here to fight you alone, please respect your opponent and show your full strength." ”

Wan Yan Jin raised her eyebrows, and immediately felt funny. I don't know if it's because of the childishness in his body that hasn't completely faded, or the ruthlessness that he has to drill the tip of the horns when he knocks his head, since it makes Wan Yanjin feel inexplicably interesting. However, seeing that he, the white-clothed young man who didn't take himself seriously at all, suddenly became angry, raised the silver sword in his hand, and faced Wan Yan Jin's face, and asked a little hurriedly, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Wan Yan Jin stretched out his hand, pressed the silver sword pointed at the young man in white at his face a lot, and said with a smile: "This king laughs at you, your martial arts are not good, and your tone is not small. Your sword is strong enough and fast enough, but this martial art is not safe, and it is not worthy of your speed. Besides, your sword is aimed at the face of this king, if you really succeed in your sneak attack, it will only make this king suffer some flesh and skin. How can you kill with a sword as you wish? Wan Yan Jin grabbed the silver sword with his index and middle fingers, and slid down the silver sword until he reached the middle of the sword, and touched a groove on his finger. He didn't look at the words carved there, but he knew it.

I couldn't see what the expression of the young man in white was under the mask, but when Yan Jin said these words to him, he didn't take the opportunity to sneak attack.

"There's a good saying, but if you want to hurry, you can't get there. There is nothing in this world that can be done well without paying a price. Wan Yanjin continued.

Wan Yan Jin let go of his silver sword and took a few steps back a little farther away from the silver sword, instead of sending his chest to the sword like he had just done.

In fact, he deliberately gave the young man in white a chance, a chance that was enough for him to die with a sword. However, as he had guessed, he did not take the opportunity to assassinate him.

The young man in white kept looking at Yan Jin but didn't speak, as if he was thinking about what he had just said. It wasn't until Yan Jin pulled out the sword at his waist that the white-clothed young man shook his senses again.

Wan Yan Jin held the long sword in his hand to attract his attention, the sword body was cast of dark iron, and it was extremely light and thin in his hand, revealing a faint cold light that was permanent and continuous. The hilt of the sword is carved with white jade to carve a dragon carving case, and the dragon's eye is inlaid with a bloodstone, which is extremely noble. The young man in white stared at the sword tightly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, is this the legendary sword of kingship?

He looked at Yan Jin puzzled, and then saw Yan Jin and said, "Isn't it a heads-up?" You are not qualified to find this king to fight alone. Now, though, there's another one. ”

The young man in white had nothing to do with his eyes, looking at Wan Yan Jin's gaze was still very vigilant, although he didn't understand the meaning of Wan Yan Jin's words, he also knew that Wan Yan Jin listened to his words.

There are very few people in this world who can make him draw a sword, and everyone knows that when the sword of royal power comes out, it will see blood. Wan Yan Jin took out the royal sword and went head-to-head with him, just to follow his wishes, and as he just said, respect him as an opponent.

The young man in white was very surprised in his heart, Wan Yan Jin in his memory had always been a despicable villain who had no one in his eyes, arrogant, insidious and cunning, but Wan Yan Jin's words and everything he was doing now formed a huge contrast with the appearance of Wan Yan Jin in his heart. However, as soon as he remembered his purpose today, and saw the royal sword in Yan Jin's hand, he pressed the strangeness in his heart back to the bottom of his heart.

No matter what kind of person Wan Yan Jin is, he is the one he wants to defeat.

The white-clothed young man clenched the silver sword, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly: "Since this is the case... Let's get started! ”

As soon as the words fell, the silver sword in his hand was like a snake letter, hissing through the wind, and attacked straight towards Wan Yan Jin. Wan Yan Jin also entered the state very quickly, the royal sword in his hand was not muddy at all, it would not look rusty because it had not been used for too long, and it was clean and neat when swinging the sword.

The white-clothed young man was as fast as the wind, whether it was in the movement of his body or the wielding of the silver sword, he had the upper hand, and Wan Yan Jin, who was forced to dodge every time he was strong and even. However, Wan Yan Jin is better than solid martial arts, and every sword is very safe and impartial when he shoots, but he can recover it in time at the last moment. After several rounds of repeated fighting, the young man in white seemed to see Wan Yan Jin's routine, his speed slowed down a lot, and the silver sword in his hand was not in a hurry to attack, and sent himself to Wan Yan Jin's sword several times, and after he confirmed that Yan Jin had no intention of hurting him, he was very angry, and his heart was mixed.

Again, after Wan Yan Jin let him go as easily as a dragonfly, he withdrew the sword in his hand angrily, looked at Wan Yan Jin with angry eyes, and asked, "Didn't you use all your strength?" Why is the water deliberately released? This kind of deliberate act of releasing water in the young man in white was as if Wan Yan Jin looked down on him.

Wan Yan Jin also withdrew the royal sword, and said with a smile: "It's just a heads-up, it's not a battle of life and death, and the meaning is not who injured whom first, why care so much about winning or losing?" ”

However, the young man in white doesn't necessarily think so. He made up his mind to find Yan Jin and fight to the death today, otherwise the sacrifice he made would not be in vain.

"As far as I'm concerned, as long as I can kill you, whether it's a heads-up or a life-and-death battle, I'll do my best. Since you have to let me, don't blame my men for being ruthless! As soon as he finished speaking, the young man in white quickly attacked Wan Yan Jin with a silver sword, and this time the speed was obviously much faster than before.

He has never forgotten the purpose of his visit. Maybe his impression of Wan Yanjin has changed somewhat, but these changes are not enough to convince him to spare his life. After Yan Jin's life, he must take it.

Wan Yan Jin didn't stop, and quickly met the white-clothed young man's attacks that were more ferocious and ferocious. Wan Yan Jin was also very puzzled, why did this person have to kill him? There are more people who assassinate him, but this is the first time I have seen someone who is so persistent and unrelenting.

The speed of the young man in white was really fast, if it weren't for the obsession that he didn't want the silver sword to stain his own blood to remind him, Wan Yanjin really fully believed that the young man in white was very likely to leave wounds of different sizes on his body.

After a few rounds passed, Wan Yan Jin happened to turn behind the young man in white, and the young man in white was dodging his royal sword downwards at this time. At the moment of this strong and uniform shot, a slender silver needle stabbed towards the young man in white from a certain corner impartially. Wan Yan Jin quickly withdrew the royal sword with his hand, blocking the silver needles that came one after another.

The young man in white obviously hadn't eased up the fact that he had been plotted by someone, and when he stood firm, a figure suddenly appeared behind Wan Yan Jin, the silver needles flashed in the sun, stabbing people's eyes painfully, the young man in white was hesitant to help at that moment, his heart hesitated, saving people or taking this opportunity to complete what he wanted to do.

The person on the other side had a cold look in his eyes, and kept reminding him that as long as he waved the sword in his hand at this time, he would succeed and he would be able to achieve what he wanted. But another voice told him to come to his rescue, blaming his conscience, which made his heart hesitate again.

At the beginning, he said that he wanted to find Yan Jin alone, but in fact, he just wanted to find an opportunity to get close to Yan Jin, so as to give himself a better chance of a successful assassination. However, Wan Yan Jin really regarded it as a heads-up, obviously using all his strength when he was fighting him alone, and also pulled out the royal sword that represented him to face the battle. Knowing that his purpose was to assassinate him, and knowing that he could take the opportunity to kill him many times, he always abided by the rules of heads-up. And just now, he also rescued himself in time.

So he hesitated at this moment, how resolute he was in wanting to kill Yan Jin could be proved from the strength he landed on. But at this moment, a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart was also real.

Before the young man in white could make a move, Wan Yan Jin seemed to have seen his strangeness, and the royal sword swung up and stabbed towards the person behind him, and a few silver needles instantly shattered into countless small pieces, but the figure of the person was nowhere to be seen.

"Xiao Zimo, you're just going to use these despicable methods, right?" Wan Yan Jin landed opposite the young man in white, looking for Xiao Zimo's figure in the crowd.

With a few wild laughs, Xiao Zimo appeared beside the young man in white, he looked at the young man in white, and said with great disdain: "Alas! I thought that there was finally someone like me who hated Yan Jin to the bone. I didn't expect it, the left and right are just a waste! ”