In the quiet of the night, there was no sound except for the footsteps of the soldiers patrolling the camp.

Miao Junfeng sat in the big tent of the Chinese army, dressed in a coat, holding a book of soldiers, sitting precariously reading there.

From a distance, he doesn't feel like a mortal, like a god descending from the world. No matter who feels that kind of temperament, they will be deeply attracted.

The curtain rattled, as if the wind from outside had blown into the tent.

Miao Junfeng didn't look up because of this, he was reading about a wonderful place. This is also a scene he personally experienced in today's actual combat.

With a "snap", he slammed the book on the table, and his face seemed to be still angry.

"According to this man's book of war, I should be wiped out today! Ay! This book misleads people, and this person harms the world! Miao Junfeng stood up from his seat with a "puff".

"On such a peaceful night, you should get a good night's sleep to live up to the good times. It's a pity that the trees want to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop, and there are friends coming from the dark, so I should welcome them. ”

Miao Junfeng muttered to himself in front of the empty tent, but his expression did not seem to be in a daze, but just right.

A cold light flashed, and a flash of light swept towards his neck as fast as lightning.

"Void Paladin!"

A figure overlapped with Miao Junfeng, allowing the sharp light to pass by.

"Since you're here, come with me to the Void! There, I can entertain guests from afar. ”

With a "hum", the assassin who was grabbed by Miao Junfeng's shoulders came to the void world with Miao Junfeng.

The possession of the Void Paladin is a magical power that Miao Junfeng has only comprehended through today's battle. His current state allowed him to exert fifty percent of the power of the Void Path.

While exerting its power, the energy of the spiritual sea is also constantly being consumed. When the storage of the Spiritual Sea energy reaches the warning line, this supernatural power will be automatically terminated.

The setting of the cordon is set by Miao Junfeng himself. At present, the warning line he has set is sixty percent of the sea of spirits. In other words, when the consumption of spiritual power reaches forty percent of the capacity of the Spirit Sea, the magical power of the paladin's possession will be automatically terminated.

"You were sent by the temple of the priests! You are so quick that you don't even give you a night of peace? Miao Junfeng said angrily to the assassin.

"Humph! To be an enemy of the temple of the priests is to be prepared to die. If you don't even have the guts, don't do what you were stupid before! The Assassin assumed a defensive posture and replied coldly.

"Say you're arrogant, you're still gasping! Is the temple of priests remarkable? It seems to me to be a bunch of lackeys dressed in black! If the demon god to whom you are loyal is as great as you say, it will not let the priesthood shrink into this corner of the Western kingdom.

Oh! I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing, it's a corner of the West. ”

"Look for death!" The Assassin turned passive into active, kicked the ball of his foot, and killed Miao Junfeng.

The sharp cold light took on a black glow with the Assassin's blessing. Judging by the aura that leaks from the luster, it should be the power of darkness.

Even in the Void World, Miao Junfeng would not take this blow hard.

With a move of his hand, the Ming Wang Sword appeared in his palm. The two opposite sides of the virtual and the real, the Mingwang Sword, which cannot be used in the real world, can exert its due power here.

With a sound of "dang", the dagger hit the Ming Wang Sword, and a series of sparks splashed on the Ming Wang Sword.

The forces of darkness and the forces of light briefly clash at this moment. The black light is intertwined with the golden light, devouring each other.

After a few moments, the Assassin took the initiative to leap back.

He must retain his strength, this is Miao Junfeng's home turf, if he can't kill him with a single blow, then as an assassin, he can only repay the priest's temple with death for nurturing him.

"The strength is good, but if you only have this level, then you can only stop there." Miao Junfeng carried his sword and walked towards him step by step.

"Sacrifice!" The Assassin stepped back, his hands cluttering the mudra as he continued to forge it.

When the last seal was completed, a blood light rose from his body, escaping through the space. The next moment, a black sigil escaped from the place where the blood light disappeared and quickly escaped into his body.

Black patterns began to manifest on the Assassin's body as the black light entered his body. A pair of normal eyes began to become dark and deep, without a sense of life.

His aura suddenly climbed to the extreme, and then suddenly fell back to the bottom. After that, his form began to become illusory, and his life fluctuations vanished in the blink of an eye.

"Huh? The demon god became wiser, and while giving him strength, he also gave him a little essence of the way of nothingness. Well, that's a bit of a hassle now! The home team loses half of the control, and it seems that it will not work if it is not serious. ”

"The unicorn seal, the divine light is full of light, so that the demon has nothing to hide!" Miao Junfeng's heart moved, and he summoned the Qilin Seal.

With the cooperation of the colorful divine light, the hidden assassin reappeared. The gaze, which seemed to have no life fluctuations, fluctuated for a moment, but quickly returned to its original state.

"Pro!"

With a shout, the Assassin's wandering form froze in place. The powerful power of light began to strip him of the power of darkness.

"Fight!"

A golden sword light slashed past the assassin's neck. There was no sound or bloodshed, and the Assassin stood unharmed, staring at his eyes.

With a "hum", the world swirled, and Miao Junfeng and the assassin returned to the Chinese army's tent again.

It was only then that blood splattered from the assassin's neck.

"Just because the Void World is dead doesn't mean you're really dead, it's only when you come back here that you're really dead. Ay! If it weren't for that, how could it be so troublesome! ”

As if he understood something, the Assassin's eyes closed and his head detached from his body.

With a "bang", the halberd man who was guarding outside the tent immediately rushed in from outside after hearing this sound.

When they saw this scene in front of them, they all knelt down on one knee and said nothing.

"Get up! It's not your fault. If the Assassins sent by the Temple of Priests are easily discovered by you, then there is really no need for the Temple of Priests to exist.

Take the body away, it is better to find someone from a nearby village and send him to Petersburg. Gifts are still exchanged! Whatever they give me, I'll give it back. ”

The halberd leader took the order and carried the body out. At the same time, two people were left behind to clean the blood-contaminated ground.

Three days later, Bismarck, the city lord's mansion in St. Petersburg, received a gift from Miao Junfeng. He took a deep breath and tried to say something, but he didn't.

With a wave of his hand, he had the body carried down. Then he ordered his students and the lord of Petersburg to be invited to the council chamber.

Miao Junfeng's matter must be solved, and the taste of being stuck in his throat is unbearable. If he is not removed, he will be a disaster to the kingdom of the westerners.