Takagi was startled, trembling invisibly but uncontrollably.

A rough palm gently moved down on his shoulder.

"Remember, the organization's credo is: do whatever you want, but don't hurt each other."

A deliberately suppressed voice sounded in Gao Mu's ear.

Apparently, Takagi's pursuit of Yongan was discovered.

But the man seems to think that Takagi is also one of them.

While he is chasing Yong'an, there are also people who are paying attention to him.

Takagi nodded slightly, not making any sound.

The fact that this person was able to come to him quietly shows that his realm is much higher than that of Takagi.

At least it's the Xuanji Realm.

Takagi didn't expect such a master to come out and act in this group of people.

It seems that the original body is true when he said that Iwaguro City is about to break out in a big killing.

Takagi thought a lot of things for a while.

Why did the traffic of South Street expand a lot during this time, why did the masters of the Wolf Warrior Dart Line come to Yanhei City, why did the Zijin Chamber of Commerce also start to send people to move to Yanhei City, why did Master Jia easily agree to come to Yanhei City, and why did Murong appear in the area not far from Yanhei City.

Behind all this, there seems to be an invisible hand controlling everything.

Takagi is both a chess player and a pawn.

But as a chess player, his cultivation is too low.

It's a world where power reigns.

So Takagi didn't miss any chance to become stronger.

Seeing Takagi nodding, the man in black did not doubt it, because between their group of people, there was only the possibility of cooperation, and there was no need to kill each other.

This is determined by their characteristics and interests.

The man in black spoke again: "Try to kill, we will not help you, but we will prevent a higher powerful from ambushing you." ”

With that, the man in black disappeared into the night.

Looking at the back of the man in black, Takagi always felt a little familiar.

He noticed a word:

We.

This shows that there is more than one of these black-clothed people with a high level of cultivation.

And as long as you have some kind of "credential", you automatically join this camp, and these people don't seem to suspect that Takagi will go back.

Takagi certainly knows what the credentials are.

In his credentials was the token in his mind.

Takagi didn't know how the men in black managed to identify them, but the token did work.

Because since meeting the man in black, the token in the sea has been exuding a cool atmosphere.

Seeing the man in black leave, Takagi breathed a sigh of relief and continued to follow Yong'an.

He has the martial art "Flying on the Grass", although it is only an acquired martial art, but the effect is very good, enough to support him to hang these people from afar without being discovered.

At the same time, Takagi discovered that there were some characteristics in these people, that is, the color of the essence on these people would change from time to time.

Turns from white to reddish.

Takagi guesses that this is also one of the important signs of their identification of each other.

Yongan is not alone, he has two partners, who seem to have known each other for a long time, and the three of them are one after the other, and the cooperation is very tacit.

The men in black split into two groups, a small part stayed in the city, and most chose to leave in the direction of leaving the city.

It is no wonder that although it was reported that there were bandits in the past two days, it did not attract much attention, and it turned out that the primary target of this group of people was outside the city.

Takagi instantly remembered the night he came to Iwaguro Castle, and the city was heavily guarded.

It seems that the lord of Iwaguro City is not ignorant of this.

Although Iwaguro Castle is an ancient city, the city walls are not high, so although the city gate is heavily guarded, innate masters can climb over the walls to go outside the city.

Outside the city are the camps of large and small forces.

There are many warriors who do not enter the city for various reasons, and the major forces are stationed outside the city, after all, there are many items such as livestock that are inconvenient to bring into the city.

It can be seen that Yong'an and his party are very cautious, they did not choose a location close to the city gate with a large population, but chose the most sparsely populated Devil Cry Forest.

As mentioned earlier, because of the unique environment, not many people want to come here during the day.

At night, the ghosts here are full of ghosts, and the crooked trees are even more terrifying, and even fewer people come, like a ghost.

But it's not that no one came at all.

It's just that who is the hunter and who is the hunter, who can explain this kind of thing?

The moon is in the sky, and the cool breeze is blowing.

Near the Devil's Cry Forest, several figures were chatting, both men and women.

Wu Mingchao asked suspiciously, "Miss Guan, why did you call us out in the middle of the night?" ”

Guan Sirou pursed her lips and chuckled, helplessness flashed in her eyes, but her face was silent, revealing a righteous look: "Didn't you say that there are bandits in Iwahei City at night?" I went back to the Chamber of Commerce to inquire, not only inside the city, but also outside the city, but it was just covered up under the killing for profit, and not many people paid attention. ”

"Just, what does that have to do with us?" Another Haotian Sect disciple looked at Guan Sirou's slender thighs and towering softness with obsessive eyes.

"The City Lord's Mansion has posted a bounty list." Guan Sirou's face was soft, and she looked charming and moving in the moonlight: "This is a good opportunity to become famous, as long as you have a reputation, you may be able to enter the inner door directly when you enter the Haotian Gate in the future." ”

In addition to Guan Sirou and Wu Mingchao, there are also four or five young talents from Haotianmen, all of whom are a little excited at this time.

Although they are already disciples of Haotianmen, the internal resources of Haotianmen are also limited, and it is impossible to give them to every disciple, not to mention that there are many disciples in the outer sect, and it is difficult to get ahead.

You're a genius, I'm a genius too, why should I let you?

So everybody is desperately trying to show themselves.

And the Haotianmen entrance assessment is also an opportunity, because soon after the entrance assessment, there will be a sect competition, and the disciples who perform well will receive a lot of resources.

And reputation is also part of the assessment.

Therefore, several young people, including Wu Mingchao, were a little moved.

Wu Mingchao even said: "It's okay, it just so happens that I just bought a bottle of 'Ten Perfection Tonic Pills', and my cultivation has increased, and I am looking for someone to test it, this group of people just gave me a chance!" ”

He was a little happy in his heart, why didn't Guan Sirou look for other young talents, but instead looked for him?

He subconsciously ignored the few guys next to him, these Haotian Sect disciples were all outer sects, and the strongest cultivator was only in the early stage of congenital development, which was completely incomparable to him.

He's a genius who is about to enter the late stage of the innate stage!

In addition, today, under Guan Sirou's bewitchment, he bought a bottle of 'Ten Perfection Tonic Pills' at a high price, although the taste was a little strange, but the medicinal effect was real, Wu Mingchao felt that his cultivation had shown signs of a breakthrough.

"But why are we staying in the Devil's Cry Forest? No one will come to this place where birds don't poop, right? "It was Ren Suo who spoke, he was one of the disciples in the early stage of the congenital stage, he was originally a casual cultivator with a lot of fate, because of the cultivation of innate martial arts, the progress of cultivation was slowed down, but the strength was strong, equivalent to the combat effectiveness of the middle stage of the congenital stage, and the rising momentum was quite strong, and he was expected to enter the inner gate in the next assessment, so it was not worth Wu Mingchao at all.

Ren Suo is not a very person, but he has a brother who pulls him over, and he is really interested in this matter, so he reluctantly participates, and his attitude towards Guan Sirou is not as enthusiastic as others.

"It's okay." Guan Sirou raised her eyebrows, she didn't deliberately pretend to be it until now, because that would make her a little disgusting, she wanted to fight like a warrior rather than rely on her posture to play with people's hearts, but sometimes things are always out of her control, this is the case in Cangnan Gobi, and now it is also like this in Yanhei City:

"That group of people has a secret method in their hands, and they can track the location of the warrior, and there are no other warriors in our place, and ordinary bandits will not haunt here, so the murderers who appear here must be on the wanted list, come to hunt us, but they will not anticipate our realm..."

Before she could finish speaking, she heard a muffled grunt, and blood gushed out from the bodies of the three people around her, splashing them all over.

Several black shadows gradually turned from solidification to illusory, allowing the attacks of the few people who reacted to fall into the air.

The expressions of the three outer disciples of Haotian Sect were dazed, the whites of their eyes were unconsciously enlarged, and Guan Sirou's bewitching figure was still remnant in their eyes, and Guan Sirou could even see obvious desire in their eyes.

These bandits come as they say, they do what they say, and they do it so fast!

The remaining few people glanced at each other, and they all saw the horror in each other's eyes, and subconsciously gathered together.

"Ordinary martial arts definitely don't have such a function..."Wu Mingchao's voice was a little choked, and his teeth kept shaking, "It's a martial spirit... These people belong to the same family, and these people have the same martial spirit! ”

"That's not the point, these people's cultivation... At least it's the middle congenital stage, or even the late congenital stage, otherwise we won't be unable to react. Ren Suo said in a deep voice, his expression was angry, the brother who played well with him died just now, but he didn't even touch the corner of the murderer's clothes, which made him very discouraged.

Bite!

The sound of weapons colliding sounded suddenly, and the long sword in Ren Suo's hand pierced the night sky, provoking sword flowers;

"Spring rain!"

"Summer in the sky!"

His swordsmanship was fast and dense, and in a short period of time, he stabbed out several swords or even dozens of swords, as fast as a woodpecker chasing a tree, colliding with the killer's weapon, and because of the extremely fast speed, it only left a muffled sound in the air.

The killer staggered back a few steps, his body changed slightly, and it was obvious that he had suffered a small loss.

"Am I really a soft persimmon?" Ren Suo snorted coldly, a little proud.

But he was lucky, and the rest of the people didn't have such good luck.

There were two more muffled snorts, and the disciples of the outer sect of Haotian Sect who were traveling with him were already dead, except for Ren Suo.

But Guan Sirou and Yongan sighed softly at the same time.

Yong'an's voice became gloomy and weird: "Yellow Extreme Realm? If the realm is unstable, dare to come out and hunt us? I'm not going to die here tonight... Hehe, it's a pity to have a good figure. ”

Guan Sirou raised her good-looking eyebrows: "Innate peak? How strong is the combat power? She rubbed her wrist, feeling that something had gone beyond her expectations.

Yongan was obviously the boss of the trio, and he waved his hand lightly, and the remaining two immediately hid in the darkness.

"Hehe, if you choose to come to the Devil Cry Forest in the dark night, you will really choose a burial ground and die in endless fear!"

The figures of several people were hidden in the overlapping and strange shadows of the trees, and the wind blew, blowing the leaves and making a loud noise, like a ghost crying.

The surrounding trees twisted and twisted, and the shadows of the trees kept turning, forming a human-shaped shadow from time to time.