I want to practice the strongest sword in the world.

When Shang Jiu Ge said this, Xue Ling subconsciously thought of Fang Bei.

Then subconsciously smiled bitterly.

If the two of them really practiced swords together every day, it would probably be a very fun scene.

Of course, Fang Bei may not practice with Shang Jiuge.

After all, he was so afraid of death.

"I see." Xue Ling said.

She listened to the thoughts of the two men.

At this time, Xue Ling finally determined that these two people were serious.

And I really don't have the means to convince the other party.

In this case, we can only move forward.

"Let's go, then." Xue Ling said: "You are not ordinary people, I will take you to meet the people you want to meet, but I don't have a definite answer to what the result is." ”

Xue Ling planned to take them back to see Fang Farewell first.

There's always a way to do it anyway.

Xue Ling is really super confident in Fang Bie now.

"Okay." Sheng Junqian nodded: "But we've been walking for so long, why haven't we arrived yet." ”

"And the Silver Bee assassin you mentioned, who hasn't come yet? What's going on? ”

"It's a good thing not to come." Xue Ling replied quietly.

And at this moment, a cold word floated down under the moonlit night.

"Of course it's a good thing not to come, you say?"

The three of them looked ahead at the same time, and a man in black stopped silently in front of the three of them, on the empty streets of Los Angeles.

The moonlight on the streets is like water.

He is very tall, wearing a black tights, masked, long black hair tied into a ponytail at the back of his head, and the whole person looks exceptionally neat, especially his legs are particularly long.

He wears a pair of black boots.

Even in the summer, he wears these high-top black boots that look thick.

"Who are you?" Xue Ling asked in front of him.

"Yan Han." The man quietly stood in front of the three people and said, he twisted his neck slightly, and looked at the three of them: "Shang Jiuge? ”

"Sheng Junqian?"

"And Lin Xue?"

He first reported his name to the door, then looked at the three people, and read out the names of the three of them one by one as if he were counting the list.

Xue Ling's body tensed up instantly.

"You're the silver bee you're here to assassinate?"

Sheng Junqian was still vaguely complaining about why there was no silver bee coming, and at this time, he couldn't help pressing the handle of the knife with one hand.

Shang Jiu Ge sighed, she actually had a Rolex in her hand all the time, due to various reasons, after Xue Ling lent it to Shang Jiu Ge during the day, Shang Jiu Ge never had a chance to return it to her.

Of course, it is also the current Xue Ling, and Rolex is no longer her most powerful secret weapon.

Now Xue Ling, her body is the strongest weapon.

"I'm sorry, not really." Yan Han said with a cold smile, while staring at Xue Ling tightly: "You are the iron bee of this city?" ”

"I don't know when a bee wing can interfere with the tasks of other bee needles."

"Or what?" Yan Han said in a cold and sarcastic tone: "This is what He Ping meant?" ”

He directly and unabashedly said He Ping's name, which made Xue Ling's heart tighten.

"You're not a silver bee?" Xue Ling asked.

"I'm certainly not a silver hornet anymore." Yan Han smiled, he stretched out a hand, and at the same time as his five fingers opened, a small golden shield-like token slipped from his palm, and then swayed from side to side.

The token seemed to be made of pure gold, shimmering in the moonlight, and carved a fictitious bee on it, which looked like a lifelike appearance, and only the sharp bee needle stood out in the cold.

While the Golden Bee's token was swaying at his fingertips, Yan Han looked at Xue Ling and continued to say calmly but with a sense of oppression.

"Yan Han, the bee needle of one of the seven groups of golden bee assassins in the hive."

"Received a task to get the head of Shang Jiuge."

"Little friend Lin Xue, if you still want to live, help me kill the two people behind you, and I will give you unexpected rewards and rewards."

Xue Ling's lips tightened.

She never expected that it was not a silver bee that came.

Rather, it is the golden bee that is almost close to the highest combat power of the hive.

Even if Xue Ling doesn't know enough about the architecture of the hive, Xue Ling still knows what the golden bee means to the hive.

"You're not just here for Shang Jiuge, right?" Xue Ling asked.

Yan Han lowered his head and smiled: "You little girl is quite smart." ”

"A mere Shang Jiuge, of course it's not worth our run."

"It's just that of the three groups of silver bees sent out before, one group was solved by you, and the other two groups lost contact, so we were forced to take action by the way."

"I'm going to give you three counts to think about it, did you decide to die with your friends who you've only known for one night?"

"Or do you want to survive with us?"

"This is still for the sake of us all being assassins of the hive, and we are all in the same breath, so we will give you some preferential treatment."

His voice was cold and majestic, with the oppression of the superiors, and it seemed that killing Xue Ling and the other three in an instant was as easy as a matter of effort.

Of course, out of benevolent considerations, he said this to Xue Ling, wanting to spare Xue Ling a way out.

"Three."

"Three, your grandma's size!" Yan Han only counted out one number, and Sheng Junqian had already pulled out the black knife on his waist and pulled it out.

Xue Ling watched Sheng Junqian pass in front of him, and before he could even make a sound to stop, Sheng Junqian had already rushed over.

The black knife drew an arc, and at that moment it shone with moonlight, and the sword light was like snow.

Sheng Junqian can rank at the bottom of the first list of rivers and lakes, in addition to his good background and great reputation in the rivers and lakes, what is more important is, of course, that he really has real talent and learning, and the integration of swordsmanship and martial arts can be said to be only one line away, and he can enter the realm of a first-class grandmaster.

Except for encountering Hei Wu during the day and being humiliated by Hei Wu by slashing his neck with a knife, Sheng Junqian has never suffered any setbacks.

Yan Han lowered his head and laughed softly.

He tapped his toes, and the whole person fell back like a ghost, leaving the range of Sheng Junqian's inevitable knife attack, and then kicked out in the air.

This kick pierced the night sky, with a hissing sound that pierced the air like an arrow, and headed towards Sheng Junqian.

Sheng Junqian raised his knife to block, only to feel a strong force hitting the knife, making him take three steps back.

"What is this?" Sheng Junqian said incredulously.

He had heard of the Blade Qi Palm Wind, but he had never seen someone who could unleash such a powerful aerial attack with a single whip leg.

"Here's the footwork that gets you on your way." Yan Han sneered, and at the same time quickly stepped forward and kicked out at Sheng Junqian's head.

The sound of the wind is like a crack.

Sheng Junqian raised his knife and blocked it again.

The other party's black boots were kicking on the blade of Sheng Junqian's black knife.

The black boots were unscathed.

Sheng Junqian flew backwards and didn't stop the decline until he was ten zhang away.

Then he put his knife on the ground, knelt on the ground and spat out blood.

Yan Han's eyes swept over Xue Ling and Shang Jiu Ge with a cold gaze: "Who is next?" ”