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The poisonous wine on the table had been replaced by the maid when Xinghuan was asleep, and it was replaced with warm wine.

After pouring a glass of wine, Xinghuan felt much more comfortable and his mind was much clearer.

Although, he still looks like he can't help but be weak.

He was the only one in the courtyard, Jing Ming didn't show up, I don't know if he continued to hide or had already left here.

As soon as he saw through the other party's hiding place, his figure suddenly retreated and disappeared into the darkness.

This is a very cautious killer.

Xinghuan originally wanted to keep Jing Ming, but his spirit was really not very good, so he gave up after hesitating.

If you can get the fish intestine sword without using your hands, it is naturally the best.

He believed that Jing Ming would definitely come back.

The palace was so eager to kill him, even if Jing Ming wanted to get out now, it would be too late.

In fact, it was not surprising that at midnight, Jing Ming appeared again.

It's a terrible feeling to be interrupted from sleep again.

It's just as bad to be seen through and hidden again.

"Why don't you sit down and talk."

Jing Ming was indifferent to Xinghuan's invitation and left again without hesitation.

Pulling the blanket that appeared on his body at some point, Xinghuan had no interest in catching up at all, and continued to fall asleep.

This time, it wasn't until the second half of the night when people were the most sleepy and tired of the day that Jing Ming reappeared.

This time, Xinghuan hadn't spoken yet, and he had only just noticed it, and before he opened his eyes, Jing Ming had already resolutely moved.

Under the moonlight, a black shadow suddenly attacked Xinghuan on the chaise longue.

Jing Ming took nine steps and took out nine swords.

Xinghuan didn't know any skills, but he relied on the softness of his body to dodge the eight swords.

The last sword is called Sacrifice and Death, and he did not dodge it.

The moon is soft and bright, and the breeze is slightly cool.

Xinghuan quietly looked at the man in front of him, and once again experienced the feeling of being pierced in his heart, and he was very dazed in his heart.

He hadn't come to his senses yet, because what had just happened was so fast, so fast that in the blink of an eye, his heart had been pierced.

God is pitiful, when he just woke up and was still a little confused, Jing Ming made a move.

Next, he relied entirely on his body's instinct to dodge danger...

Jing Ming's offensive was like a storm, coming quickly and urgently, leaving him unprepared.

Could it be that killers do it without saying a word?

Is there something you can't just sit down and talk about?

Xinghuan was really depressed and speechless...

He didn't know that Jing Ming's heart was also a little dazed and a little incredulous.

It's as simple as that? The rumored Xinghuan was pierced through the heart by him like this?

When you think about it, it all seems exactly what he envisioned.

Xinghuan's flying knife has not been dodged so far, but it is not without weaknesses, and at this point, Jing Ming has seen it very thoroughly.

If the flying knife is strong, then the opponent will not have a chance to make a knife, as long as you seize this point, it is not that there is no chance.

That's why he pulls back every time he's discovered.

He didn't want to face the flying knife that was comparable to Xiao Li's flying knife.

Once, twice...

Finally, the third time, Jing Ming didn't plan to continue trying.

Obviously, Xing Huan has a secret technique that can easily find his traces, and continuing to try is just doing useless work, in this case, he can only do it directly.

As Xinghuan expected, in order to let Jing Ming make a move, the palace could be said to have exhausted all means under coercion and lure.

Therefore, Jing Ming had no choice but to die and live later.

In the cold moonlight, a petal slowly fell from between the two.

Xinghuan suddenly understood something.

He underestimated his enemies, he was arrogant, and now, he paid the price......

A breeze blew through, taking away the petals that were slowly falling.

Jing Ming suddenly thought of the fact that Xinghuan had been stabbed in the heart, but now he was still alive and well, so he wanted to take out the fish intestine sword and make up for a few more swords.

The heart has been pierced, and even if he can't die for a while, I'm afraid there will be no more resistance.

It's just that after a pause, a puzzled and solemn look suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a sense of unhappiness rose in his heart.

He couldn't pull out the Fish Intestine Sword, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out......

Coughing slightly, Xinghuan's unusually pale face barely smiled, and the internal force in his body surged wildly like a sea, gradually condensing into a whirlpool.

With such a huge internal force, the power of dragon capture has been exerted to the extreme.

Jing Ming wanted to let go and give up the fish intestine sword.

Compared to a sword, he cherished his life more.

However, he could not let go either.

A powerful suction force held his hand and sword together.

With just one breath, he felt as if he was in a huge whirlpool, and he couldn't escape no matter what.

Slowly exhaling, Xing Huan pressed his finger on Jing Ming's eyebrows, and the method of condensing essence and blood had been fully exerted.

The next moment, the horror in Jing Ming's eyes gradually emerged, and it quickly turned to madness.

His mouth was silently open, and he was so painful that he wanted to scream, but he couldn't, because he was born mute.

He could clearly feel the feeling that everything in his body was being quickly extracted, the feeling that life was worse than death.

Death is relief, as if.

Before his consciousness was extinguished, Jing Ming suddenly understood something.

Perhaps, this is the reason why Xinghuan did not die even though his heart was pierced...

The essence blood disappeared into his fingertips, Xinghuan pulled out the fish intestine sword at the mouth of his heart, let the blood stain his red clothes, and fell weakly on the recliner, like a gossamer.

His current appearance is no longer sick, but truly half-dead.

The wind blows, and there is no trace.

Jing Ming's body suddenly began to melt, and finally became a puddle of water stains, seeping into the dirt, leaving only a piece of clothing and a book of cheats.

With a slight hook of his fingers, the cheats fell into Xinghuan's hands.

Nine Steps and Nine Swords: Peerless.

It is rumored that Jing Ke learned this technique back then, integrating light skills, body techniques, and swordsmanship, one step at a time, one step at a time, one step at a time...

As a descendant of Jing Ke, it is enough to only practice this exercise, so Jing Ming only has this exercise on his body.

After a while, Xinghuan shattered the cheats into the city powder, and his thoughts were uncertain.

Nine steps and nine sword duels, a strange and powerful assassination masterpiece.

It was not at all unjust that his heart was pierced, because once he dodged the first eight swords, the ninth sword could no longer be dodged anyway.

The first eight swords have already calculated everything, so the last sword can only be taken with life.

Nine steps and nine swords, every sword is a must-kill, every sword has to dodge, but in the end, I find that I can't dodge in the end...

In fact, with his current body and the Dragon and Tiger Refining Skill, he changed to an ordinary weapon, and even if he didn't dodge the last sword, he wouldn't be pierced through the heart.

It's a pity that the fish intestine sword is not ordinary.