Carrying a long sword wrapped in cloth, he slowly shook towards the martial arts hall.

"That's it. He took a cigarette in his mouth, glanced at the sign, turned to the restaurant across the road, and ordered something.

It's still a little early, so I have to wait until Shen Yangcheng gets out of class and the students are about to go. Otherwise, your whereabouts will be exposed.

Although he didn't leave fingerprints when he killed Chen Zixin, and even the soles of his shoes were pasted with a layer of things, with the current technology, it wouldn't take much time to find him.

Yan Yu just wanted to delay as much as possible.

If it is exposed, he will have to deal with the strip side, and he will have to hide his traces, and it will be inconvenient to do things.

Even forced the other party to be anxious, Yan Yu had no doubt that he would start any backup plan.

Half an hour later.

He saw a lot of young men and women coming out one after another on the opposite side, and knew that it was probably time.

After checking out and going out, Yan Yu smoked a cigarette on the side of the road, and after these people left one after another, he casually crossed the street.

Yan Yu politely asked the girl: "Hello, is Shenyang Cheng here?"

"You have something to do with Master? He's in there. The girl glanced at him and pointed to a certain door.

"Thank you. "In the current martial arts hall, it seems that she is the only one cleaning here.

Quietly, Yan Yu took her life and quietly pulled down the roller shutter door.

He walked to the door and knocked on the door: "Shen Yangcheng is a fist and leg, and the juniors come to visit rashly, I don't know if there is anything abrupt?"

"Who?"

The door opened, but he was greeted not with a smile, but with a sharp blade.

Clang!

Shen Yangcheng reacted very quickly, tilted his head sideways, flashed a decapitation sword, and at the same time slapped his palm on the spine of the sword, and closed the door with a hook of his foot.

The next moment, the door of the room was pierced by a long sword, swept across, and kicked it to pieces as Yan Yu kicked it out.

"Who are you?" Shen Yangcheng had already taken the opportunity to jump behind the table at this time, staring at him with a solemn expression.

"Yan Delirium. Yan Wei grinned, and the long sword trembled, and a little silver star was swayed, enveloping Shenyang into a vital point between the virtual and the real.

However, Shen Yangcheng obviously heard it as 'Hades', thinking that it was Yan Yu's excuse.

Seeing him rushing again, Shen Yangcheng immediately kicked the table away, and the person swept up in the air like a flying swallow, using the table to distract Yan Yu's attention, and his legs were like a long whip, awe-inspiring towards the enemy's head.

Listening to this muffled sound, it was not difficult for Yan Yu to see how terrifying the power was, if his head was hit, his facial bones would definitely shatter.

Airplanes~

With a slight lift of his arm, the three-foot long sword was erected by him, and the blade of the sword was pointed straight at his side.

If Shen Yangcheng doesn't retract his leg, this leg will hit the blade, and I don't know if the bone can be broken.

However, as long as Yan Yu slashes sideways at that time, he will definitely lose a piece of meat, and even his kneecaps may be cut off by him.

"Drink!"

Shen Yangcheng is also an experienced guy, hooking his feet with the trend, his toes are on Yan Yu's shoulders one step first, and he quickly retracts his legs at the moment when the sword edge is approaching, and his other foot has curled up, ready to go.

"Shadowless Feet?"

Yan pouted, in the TV series, Huang Feihong's so-called Foshan shadowless feet are a series of ring kicks.

It looks amazing, but the actual combat is useless at all.

Not to mention the reality, there are people who can stay in the air for so long, even if they kick someone, it is impossible to have dozens of kicks in a row, and you can't do this if you let Bruce Lee come over. Unless you have internal strength or something.

He was completely defenseless against this leg. With a twist of his right wrist, the long sword suddenly came first, slashing through the opponent's pants.

Shen Yangcheng knew that something was wrong, and he touched the blade of the sword with his body, isn't this looking for death. However, in mid-air, he had nowhere to borrow strength, and in a hurry, he had to bend his knees and want to knock the opponent's long sword away.

However, will Yan Yu give him this opportunity?

With his movements, the vertical blade turned into a horizontal stab, without any obstacles, directly leaving a thirty-centimeter-long wound on his leg.

Shen Yangcheng screamed, staggered back, his left leg trembled, red overflowing, blood flowing, and a puddle of water had already been soaked in the ground in a short time.

"It's a pity ......"

Yan Yu shook his head, turned his steps, and took two steps left and right in front of him, facing Shen Yangcheng's unwilling expression.

Burst!

The table shattered.

Shen Yangcheng was at the last moment, his hands were on the ground, and he tried his best to roll, narrowly avoiding the sword.

But Yan Yu changed his moves faster, and the long sword was like a poisonous snake devouring people, following his body closely, drawing a silver arc, bringing out a cluster of red blood, and opening a hole in Shen Yangcheng's back.

"Ah......" Shen Yangcheng's body stiffened, let out a miserable scream, his arms danced wildly, and he tried his best to take off from the ground, intending to fight to the death.

That sword, although only the tip of the sword was touched, but it happened to cut his spine dragon, and Shen Yangcheng could not feel the existence of his legs now.

Even if Yan Yu took advantage of the situation and retreated at this time, he was powerless to catch up. So he decided to fight to the death, at least to leave something on Yan Yu.

"Die!"

The corners of Yan Yu's eyes twitched, and his arm burst into a thousand forces, slashing down at his neck.

Bang!

After a while, Yan Yu gasped, stood up from the ground, put his sword into the box, and slowly left the martial arts hall covering his abdomen......

In the room, blood was all over the ground, the headless body fell to the ground, and Shen Yangcheng's head happened to hit the fish tank next to the window, floating uncertainly.

Until he died, his eyes were not closed.

......

Yan Yu returned to the hotel, took off his shirt, looked at a purple-black fist mark under the ribs on his right waist, couldn't help but take a breath, gritted his teeth and finished applying the ointment he bought.

Only then did he lie weakly on the bed and open the system, the taskbar.

Rank Mission: Breakthrough & Promotion (2/7)

In just two days, two Jianghu people died, which has attracted the attention of others.

However, your battle with Shen Yangcheng did not help you completely open that door.

So you decide to keep trying......

(Note: You can only fight empty-handed, or with cold weapons.) On the contrary, if the task fails, the final promotion reward will be related to the number of tasks completed. ）

Completion Reward: 5 * Skill Points

Failure Penalty: Death.

After reading the new mission, Yan Yu opened the skill tree, and after browsing it, he decided to activate the new skill of cold weapon specialization.

[Xingyue Sword Technique (5/5)] After reaching the full level, the black mist dissipated, and two branches appeared.

[Mirror Flowers and Water Moon] sword shadows are one after another, light and dark eyes. The afterimage is sufficient, and the killing machine is hidden. Between the virtual and the real, take people's lives.

[Nine Styles of Slaughter] point the eyes and seal the throat, remove the bones and cut the flesh, disembowel the heart, dig up the lungs and liver, and kill and decapitate.

Yan Yu hesitated for a while, and finally chose the Slaughter Nine Style, because the Xingyue Sword Technique was actually somewhat similar to the Mirror Flower Water Moon, and they were all more false moves than real moves.

In layman's terms: skills are dazzling, moves are flowery, but the damage is insufficient. A typical one-shot operation is as fierce as a tiger, and the damage at a glance is 2.5

After investing in the 5* skill points he had just obtained, he found that the full level of [Slaughter Nine Styles] was actually level 20.

“...... Suddenly quadruple?" Yan Yu said in surprise, and then fainted as usual.