Su San stared at his exposed eyes, there was no trace of emotion, let alone a trace of fear.

She held her sword around his neck, her eyes narrowing slightly.

The man in black looked at her long sword around his neck, revealing a look of relief.

Su San suddenly didn't understand, aren't these killers just to make money, but when they are dying, they show a relieved look.

She hesitated, and the long sword in her hand could not be cut.

"Huh"

Su San's ears moved, he glanced at the man in black deeply, reached out and grabbed it, and blocked it in front of him.

"Poof"

A dart shot from a distance plunged into the back of the black's neck, blood flowing.

Su San turned his head sideways and looked in the direction where the dart was fired, a tall thin man in black was holding a long sword and walking towards her with fierce eyes.

He was like a rakshasa from hell, and his eagle-like sharp eyes did not leave Su San, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Su San stretched out his hand and pushed the man in black who was blocking him out, but he was pierced by the thin and tall man in black who rushed in mercilessly with a sword.

Su San glanced at the man in black who was stabbed by the tall and thin man in black and fell to the ground.

His eyes were red, the corners of his eyes were bleeding, I don't know if he was poisoned, and his body on the ground kept twitching, obviously dying soon.

Su San pursed his lips and glanced at the battle circle of Qian Feng and Qian Zhao.

There were eight people around the two, and it was obvious that they couldn't tell the difference between them to help her.

She retracted her gaze with a solemn expression and looked at the tall and thin man in black who had already walked in front of her, and the hand holding the sword used a little strength.

"Don't be complacent, he's just a rookie who has just passed the assessment and came out to see the world."

"A rookie who doesn't even deserve a name."

The thin and tall man in black looked at Su San coldly, and the words spoken in a deep voice were as warm as they were.

Su San blinked, and his heart was full of thoughts: "Is it possible to be immortal?" ”

The tall and thin man tilted his head slightly, and his eyes did not leave Su San: "Want to live?" ”

Su San nodded and asked cautiously, "Is it okay?" ”

The tall and thin man in black looked at her for a while, and suddenly lifted the blood-stained long sword in his hand, and gently brushed his left hand on the blade.

Su San stared at the movements of his hand, only to see his left hand pinching the black cloth on his face and tearing it off.

Su San gasped, not to say how amazing the tall and thin man in black looked, but because...

He has no face!

Except for the eyelids, which are just exposed to the black cloth, which are normal skin color, the rest of the place is abnormally white.

His entire face was flat, with only a slight bulge at the nose, but the bridge of the nose was short, and the nostrils were upward, like a pig's nose.

At first glance, it is not original, it looks like it was pasted, and it looks very fake.

Downwards, their lips are not visible, all they can see is a straight line.

The whole face looks indescribably weird.

The man in black opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and the tiger teeth on both sides grew a lot, which were very sharp.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his bloodstained fingers, his eyes a little misty.

Su San swallowed, his heart trembling.

"Generally speaking, people who have seen what we look like are... Die. ”

The tall and thin man in black smiled wickedly and shook the sword in his hand.

“...”

"I can leave you a whole corpse, though, after all... You're just a foil. ”

Saying that, the man in black covered his face with the black cloth again, and raised his sword to stab Su San.

His sword speed was not fast, as if he was playing Su San.

"The little girl's hand is indeed good, but it's a pity that there is no internal force to support it, and now it's the end of the strong crossbow!"

The man in black was telling the truth, his seemingly slow sword suddenly sped up when it came closer.

Su San was overwhelmed, so he began to blindly dodge, which had already consumed a lot of physical strength.

The man in black stopped what he was doing and looked at Su San playfully: "How is it, does it hurt?" ”

Su San glanced down, it turned out that when he was dodging just now, a sword was cut on his leg, and the wound was a little numb, but he didn't feel pain.

I didn't expect this thin and tall man in black to be so powerful, and the rookie man in black just now couldn't compare with him at all.

The battle circle where Qian Feng and Qian Zhao are located has entered a white-hot stage, and no one on either side can help anyone, but they can't get out.

The battle situation between the two sides only depends on the duel between Su San and the thin and tall man in black.

Su San's left hand pressed the Xuanyu pendant placed on his chest, and he was not sure whether what the man who looked like Qian Feng said was reliable.

Can she save her life in times of crisis?

At the moment, the only way to do this is to rely on the skills she has mastered.

Su San took the initiative to attack, holding a long sword and constantly stabbing at the several major points of the man in black.

As expected, he didn't hit a single sword, and his dodge was effortless, and the flexibility of his body was so strong that ordinary women couldn't match.

The man in black seemed to have had enough of the tricks, raised his long sword and began to fight with Su San.

The two were entangled with each other, no one dared to be careless, their bodies were cut by each other, and fortunately it was not a fatal small wound.

Unfortunately, with the flow of blood and the constant movement, Su San's physical strength was consumed a lot, and he was completely relying on his will to persevere.

Qian Zhao responded to Qian Feng's request, and from time to time he would look at Su San's battle situation, but he was one against four, and he really had no time to separate, so looking at the scarred Su San was also more than enough and not enough.

Today's South Street is like being shrouded in formations, although few people usually come, but the strange thing is that no one has been seen at the moment.

And the Qiao family they originally planned to go to was also unexpectedly unattended.

Su San couldn't care about anything else, and the serious consumption of her physical strength could no longer make her hold on.

The man in black in front of him is worthy of being a professional killer, although she was stabbed a few times by luck, but for him, it is just commonplace, and there is no change in color between his eyebrows and eyes.

With another sword attack, Su San deliberately showed a tired expression, his eyebrows and eyes were full of panic, leaving a gap that he couldn't dodge, wanting to use his body as bait.

Seeing this, the man in black thought that she had reached her limit, and the long sword sent out was even more ferocious, and a sword pierced into Su San's left shoulder and penetrated out.

The man in black's eyes shrank sharply, and smiled evilly, but the smile froze on his face before he could reach the bottom of his eyes.

Because when Su San stabbed her shoulder with a sword, he also stabbed at his lower plate at a very fast speed, stretching out his hand.

The speed was so fast that the man in black didn't reflect at all, but the blood on the ground was enough to say it all.

While he was still a little dazed, Su San grabbed the sword stuck in his shoulder, raised his foot and kicked it violently.

The man in black took two steps back, and this movement involved his wounds, and in pain, he clamped his legs, covered the wounds, and bent down...