Hating Wind received this sword, feigned to be injured, and condensed a thick incomparable force in his palm, grasping the scale that could hurt people but not fatal, and struck the assassin in the chest.

He took this blow, and his body fell backwards, bringing out the sword on the right shoulder of the hating wind, and spewing out a bright red dazzling eye, like a blooming Fusang.

The Assassin slammed into the wall of the hall and fell again, shattering the wooden chair on the floor, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

The internal organs are like all shattered, and if you persist in it, you will inevitably die here, and the assassin quickly calculated in his heart that if this business fails, it will be lost, anyway, the money has already arrived, and Lao Tzu doesn't care if others are killed or not.

His eyes glanced to the side window.

Hate Wind was already ready, and his right hand condensed a wind chasing guide behind his back, just waiting for him to run. Her left hand was on her right shoulder, pretending to be injured and unable to move.

Seeing this, he got up in a hurry, climbed up the window and rolled down, trying to escape from here.

The corners of Hate Feng's mouth were slightly hooked, and he really took the bait.

The Assassin's body was churning in the air, and the light and wonderful light feats unfolded, and the Wind Chasing Wind Chase on the tip of his right finger had already been used, silently entering the Assassin's back.

She stood by the window, staring at the Assassin's smaller and smaller figure from above, her eyes indifferent and determined.

However, things always turn out unexpectedly.

As the Assassin was about to disappear into the alley, a man in a silver mask blocked his way.

It seems that the movements of Jinfeng Yululou are being monitored clearly, who is this person?

Although Hate Wind didn't know who it was, she would never allow anyone to disrupt her plans, so she immediately jumped out of the window and chased towards the place where the two of them were.

In order not to disturb the Assassins, when they were still two streets away, her body was suspended in mid-air, her hands wrapped around her body, and the power of the phase surged with the condensation of her palms, bringing up her hair and clothes, fluttering like a fairy.

Then, her phaseless power came out of the air, sweeping through the silver-faced man's body, like a whirlwind, sweeping his body away.

All of this happened so quickly that the Assassin saw the silver-masked man blocking his way, and suddenly flew up, again in a very strange position.

At the moment of his life, he didn't have time to think about it, and quickly ran away from here.

When the silver-faced man's body flew into the air, he saw the hatred wind suspended in the air, and the two looked at each other.

At this moment, the body of the silver-faced man was engulfed by the power of the phaseless, and his body was tilted, suspended in mid-air, and the scene was very strange.

He laughed and said, "I guessed it was you." ”

Hate Feng frowned: "You know me, who are you?"

He didn't answer, the internal force in his body was great, and he actually broke free from the powerless power of hating the wind, and landed on the roof on one side, holding his hands in front of his chest, and there was a hint of playfulness in his glass-like eyes: "Did you deliberately let him go, so you stopped me?"

"Yes, if you have a grudge against him, you only need to wait a few days, and he won't live long." ”

He smiled again: "Very good, we will meet again." ”

As he spoke, he jumped off the roof and disappeared.

Hate Wind fell back to the ground, and he only felt that his eyes were familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them.

At this moment, the bell on her waist suddenly rang, and "Ding Ding Ding" kept ringing.

This is the solution to the crisis encountered!

Could it be that the Assassins are coming back?

Or is there more than one assassin?

She shook her head, it shouldn't be possible, Tian Jiu0,000 paid for it, and he could only afford to hire an assassin, and he thought about it while tracking the chasing wind guide that he had left on Xie Wei's body before.

Her right hand pinched, and a faint blue light lit up on her fingertips, and she followed the direction of the light, walking quickly all the way, buying a fast horse with someone on the way, driving the horse, and tracking it to the outskirts of Yucheng.

The bell on her waist suddenly quieted down, and there was no movement, and her heart couldn't help but hang.

Hate Wind had to speed up her horse, and as expected, she finally caught up with a carriage galloping on the official road, and the light of her fingertips pointed right here.

The coachman waved his whip incessantly, not letting the horses rest at all, and the tumbling wheels brought up a heavy layer of dust.

"Stop!" said the wind, and galloped forward parallel to the carriage, and the coachman glanced sideways at her, but waved his whip harder, and the horse pulling the cart could not stand it, and let out a mournful neigh, and could only run forward with greater force.

Seeing that he wouldn't stop easily, he knew that if he didn't come hard, he couldn't stop him at all.

She immediately jumped up from the horse's back, and the phaseless power around her quickly condensed, and an invisible long knife gathered in her hand, swinging forward fiercely, stirring up flying sand all the way, and striking at the carriage from the right rear side.

The coachman felt a gust of sand blowing, stabbing his right ear and face, and he couldn't help but loosen the reins in his hand, and shrank back from his right face.

In the next second, the rope and wooden shaft connecting the horse and the cart on the right side were broken together, and the horse did not exert force evenly, and fell to the left staggeringly, and after falling, the carriage was also brought down, and the whole car rolled over on its side, and the wheels on the left side were crushed by the body that fell to the ground, making a screeching sound, and the scene was chaotic.

The coachman fell to the ground, and a curse came from the car: "Which dares to block Lao Tzu's way!" The man said as he climbed out of the car, covering his swollen forehead with one hand and holding his waist with the other, and stood up crookedly.

This person is Tian Jiuwan.

The hated wind fell lightly to the ground, walked to the carriage, and said, "Let the worries come out, and I will let you go." ”

Tian Jiuwan's face turned red, and he stretched his neck to forcibly quibble: "Which eye did you see Nie Jie's worries? There is no such person here, get out of here!"

Hate Feng snorted: "It's really humiliating!"

Tian Jiuwan insisted on stopping in front of the carriage, not letting the hated wind lift the curtain, and a cloud of black gas burst out of his palm, surrounding his body, and the thief's eyes turned around, as if he was thinking about something.

This little skill of carving insects did not work at all in front of the hated wind, and his body flew uncontrollably, hitting the trunk of a tree on the side of the road, and falling to the ground again.

Tian Jiuwan only felt that the sky was spinning, wailing non-stop, and the black qi around him dissipated.

Hate Feng opened the curtain of the car, and sure enough, he found Nie Jiewu, who was lying in the car, with three ropes tied to her body, and seemed to have fainted, without a trace of movement.

Unexpectedly, there was another person lying next to Nie Jiewu, who was Liu Qingnan!

He was also tied up and unconscious.

It seems that this Tian Jiuwan didn't know what method he used, and he actually stunned both of them, if the hated wind didn't catch up, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Hate Wind pulled the two of them out of the car, untied the ropes, and was about to question Tian Jiuwan, but found that he had disappeared, leaving only the coachman to the side.

He slowly raised his head, and when he saw the hateful wind, he couldn't help but shrink his head and block his face with his elbow: "Don't beat me, don't beat me, that son made me do this, he gave me a lot of money, let me just drive the horse, no matter who comes, don't stop!"

"Didn't you see him kidnapping two people?"

"See, but this boy gave me money, just take the money, why do you ask so much?"

Seeing the wealth and forgetting the righteousness, the hated wind couldn't help but scold in his heart.

At this time, there was a dense sound of horses' hooves from a distance, rolling like thunder, and there were many comers.

I could only hear the neighing of the horses, as if a storm was sweeping in the snow.