Zhen Wushu died.

Many of the elders and disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who were injured and fell to the ground all looked at the third-rate with frightened expressions.

Without her reporting her name, they already knew that the uninvited guest in front of them was a super-first-class assassin in the Heavenly Chosen Continent, codename: third-rate.

She may be the only assassin in the world who would be so arrogant and domineering when assassinating her target.

And the sentence: "I stole the wreath, but it is true to lay your heart." ”

It is also what she must say every time she kills someone.

"Three...... Third-rate? You ......"

The extremely injured Great Elder looked at the third-rate with a frightened look in his eyes, and was about to say something.

"Whew!"

A dazzling sword flashed, and a group of people all passed away.

After a cup of tea.

All witnesses disappeared.

How can there be so much time wasted in life to hide and hide? Wouldn't it be a perfect assassination to kill all the witnesses?

"Hahaha...... "The third-rate stared around, and after not finding any witnesses, he laughed wildly: "The first creed of the assassin is that there is no one in his sights. ”

With that, she threw away the blade in her hand and was about to leave here to find the connector to deliver the task.

That's when it happened.

A helpless voice suddenly sounded from afar:

"It's so far away, let me find you."

After a pause, Huo Ran raised his head and stared.

I saw that in the distance, a vast dragon qi suddenly appeared, cutting through the sky, carrying Ren Jian who passed by.

"Whew!"

A few breaths of time.

Ren Jian stood in front of the third-rate body.

Then, he raised his hand and grabbed the wrist of the third-rate, and said angrily: "I've been chasing you for a long time, and you still want to run?" ”

"Let go!"

After the third-rate Ren Jian appeared, his eyes were dull for a while, as if he couldn't accept how he found himself again, but after his wrist was grabbed by him, he suddenly came back to his senses, and while trying to break free of his hand, he was ashamed to make a move.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The two of them raised their free other hands and exchanged blows with each other a few times, Ren Jian's expression was calm, he just grabbed the third-rate hand and said, "Do you still want to run?" ”

"Don't run, you let go first!" The third-rate hand was caught by Ren Jian, who was a little painful, and hurriedly said to spare.

Ren Jian will let go.

The third-rate held down his somewhat blue wrist while glaring at Ren Jian with hatred, standing in place, indeed not ready to run.

After seeing the Sky Broken Dragon Shadow when Ren Jian appeared just now, she knew that it would be difficult for her to escape from him.

Admit it, admit it......

But the third-rate can't figure out how Ren Jian found himself three times and twice.

The last time she was in the Satisfaction Hall in Luolan Town, she was found by him, and it can be said that she didn't go far, so she was chased by Ren Jian who sniffed the smell.

But this time, she was obviously about to reach the border of Qingzhou, how could she still be chased by him?

The third rate couldn't figure it out, so he asked directly, "How did you find me?" ”

"Oh?" Ren Jian was about to take out the sarcophagus of the Bone Prison Breath and let the third-rate teach him the third-rate swordsmanship, when he heard her question, he said casually: "The shadowless sword I gave you last time just forgot to lift the blood contract, so I can find you." ”

"What a mi!!"

The third stream was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

It turns out that this is where the trouble is.

She should have thought that this guy didn't have a good heart.

"Boom!!"

The third-rate took out the shadowless sword, threw it at Ren Jian, and said, "Give it back to you!" ”

"Huh?!" Ren Jian paused for a moment, took the Shadowless Sword with his hand, and said in surprise: "This is the cost of learning swords from you, why are you paying me back?" ”

"No tuition, I'll teach you for free!"

The third-rate is angry and desperate, and he just wants to get rid of this guy's stubborn fight.

"Okay then." Ren Jian doesn't care who he is, he doesn't have a rule that he will never take back what he sends, since people don't want it, then he will take it back.

Put away the shadowless sword, and let the sword take out the sarcophagus containing the bone prison breath.

"Bang!"

The sarcophagus was quite heavy, and it fell to the ground with a muffled sound, and the third-rate eyelids jumped when I saw it.

"You...... This is ......" The third-rate looked at Ren Jian with a suspicious look, not knowing what the hell he was doing.

Ren Jian said: "Didn't you ask me to catch the bone prison breath back?" I got it back. ”

"Is this a bone hell?" Third-rate surprised.

As soon as the words came out, the third rate felt that he was asking nonsense.

There is no need for Ren Jian to deceive himself with a fake, after all, he has more means to force himself to teach him third-rate swordsmanship, so the third-rate did not open the coffin for inspection.

She had a faint premonition in her heart, and hurriedly asked, "Tell me the ins and outs of the matter." ”

Ren Jian nodded, and then gestured to tell her the whole story.

After listening to this, the third-rate was stunned.

She pointed at Ren Jian with trembling eyes, looked at him in disbelief, and said hatefully, "You...... I...... She asked you who told you to go to prison to catch the bones, and you sold me? ”

"How can you betray it? I'm just telling the truth. ”

Ren Jian spread his hands, looked innocent, and said, "Just ask you about the beginning and the end, and I will tell you too." ”

The third-rate fists clenched and gurgled, and they really wanted to knock this slut to death.

"Who told you to tell her?!" The third rate suppressed the urge to do something with him, and shouted hysterically.

She regretted that she had not done it at the beginning.

Knowing that this would be the case, she should have directly taught him third-rate swordsmanship that day, and she didn't have to be stalked by him, and she wouldn't make the conflict with Jingwang bigger.

It is estimated that Jing Wang knows that she sent Ren Jian to clean her up, and she will have to come to trouble her often in the future.

I should have known who Ren Jian was, this guy was not reliable at all, and he really shot himself in the foot.

"What's wrong?" Ren Jian looked at the third-rate, and felt that she was a little crazy, "This is not an ulterior secret, people have taught me how to carry away the bone prison breath, why can't I tell her?" ”

"Could it be ......" Ren Jian looked at the third-rate suspiciously, "Do you have something to hide from me?" ”

"Haha......" The third-rate heard this, and his anger suddenly subsided, "When ...... Of course not. ”

As she spoke, her voice changed, and she smiled awkwardly: "Since your task is completed, then I will teach you my third-rate swordsmanship." ”

"Okay." When Ren Jian heard this, he also left his doubts behind.

The third rate quickly taught Ren Jian's spiral stabbing and cutting sword strength, without reservation, without concealment, just hoping that he would learn it quickly and leave quickly.

After listening to this, Ren Jian nodded thoughtfully, then took out a blunt instrument, picked up a corpse with a toe of his toes, and began to test the spiral sword strength he had just learned.

The corpse was struck by Ren Jian's blunt object, and it spun and flew up and down continuously, as if it were hitting a lanqiu.

The third-rate looked at this scene, and the shock in his eyes was difficult to hide.

She could see at a glance that Ren Jian used several strength methods in this move, including winding strength, soft strength, shock strength, and spiral strength......

In an instant, it reached the realm of not flying.

She believed that even if a living person was under the stick of Ren Jian, it was estimated that he would have to be beaten as a Lan ball.

Ren Jian took back the blunt weapon, threw down the corpse that had not been injured again, replaced it with a short sword, and began to practice cutting and absorbing sword strength.

After demonstrating a few times, Ren Jian didn't think it was interesting, so he changed to a blunt object, and then turned his head to look at the third-rate on the side, his eyes were eager to try.

"What do you want to do?" The third-rate took a step back, his eyes wary.