Suddenly, Zhou Zheng stretched out a finger and hooked his hand at Xiao Jian's position.

"Grass!"

Xiao Jian rushed out, he didn't think about why he was discovered, but went straight away. The strength and speed of the sixth stage made him turn into an afterimage and pounced on Zhou Zheng. Nepal in your hand, the sun shines through the woods, allowing it to refract light.

Under the power of the stars, the blue light emitted by Nepal is intense.

A sword aura erupted from Nepal and swept the air towards Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng raised his eyebrows, his body seemed to tremble, and the macro dodge method would not have shaken drastically. But just this trembling was at its peak, and this sword qi swept through Zhou Zheng's chest and hit the trunk behind him.

The waist-thick trunk was cut into by the knife qi, almost half.

Xiao Jian's knife also arrived, and the blow at a glance, whether it was speed or power, or angle, was perfect.

But it was Zhou Zheng who disappeared who greeted Xiao Jian.

"Jump!"

A thief's skill has already made Zhou Zheng appear on Xiao Jian's head, and three virtual daggers appeared, Xiao Jian had no idea of dodging, and all of them had already entered his head. Then the light of the skill flashed, causing chains of light to appear in Xiao Jian's head.

It was cold, as if there was an endless coldness appearing, making Xiao Jian cold.

But the next moment, this cold became hot.

Blood spurted out, and the sharp pain made his face twist and tremble, unable to hold his weapon.

Zhou Zheng turned over and had already fallen to the ground. The dagger was held behind his back, staring at this Xiao Jian, and to Zhou Zheng's surprise, the other party did not come after him.

Glancing at Xiao Jian's blood bar, even Zhou Zheng was stunned.

"Damn, that's luck!"

Zhou Zheng didn't know whether he was talking about himself or this Xiao Jian, because the "jump attack" just now turned out to be a critical hit, directly emptying half of Xiao Jian's HP. This kind of heavy wound is almost a fatal wound for humans, and the location of the attack is another head.

The head was hit hard, Xiao Jian finally couldn't bear it anymore, threw the weapon aside, held his head, and rolled on the ground.

The forced damage of the skill has already hurt his brain.

It can only be said that it is Zhou Zheng's luck and Xiao Jian's bad luck.

Zhou Zheng was stunned, this is how he stepped forward, there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes, but he still pressed the tumbling Xiao Jian suddenly, under the palm of his hand, his head was pressed deadly, and the dagger was attached to his throat, and the star power was instilled, and a sharp edge erupted. As soon as his eyes closed, the dagger was pulled and wiped hard, and blood gushed out.

Perhaps it was the pain in his neck that overcame the pain in his head, and Xiao Jian was a little more sober.

The eyelions were full of horror and disbelief.

Xiao Jian, his dignified Shadow Sixth-Stage Killer, has received a year of professional training and has tough nerves, but what, one blow, just one blow, a blow that he didn't react to, he fell, and he didn't even know what was going on.

His throat was wiped out, and the gushing blood seemed to make Xiao Jian sober.

But no matter what, he has no power to return to heaven, and his life is passing.

Xiao Jian wanted to roar, wanted to struggle to stand up, wanted to fight back, and even wanted to ask why. But he couldn't, he felt that his strength was losing little by little, and the hand holding his throat lost its strength, and when he softened, he let go.

With a tilt of his head, Xiao Jian stared at Tong Yuan's eyes and died.

……

In the distance, Lu Yongshan's eyes were also round, and he didn't believe it either.

"One blow, one blow, and a sixth-rank martial artist will be scrapped."

The impact was so great that Lu Yongshan was almost exposed because of his overreaction. Although he is a seventh-stage, if he wants to kill Xiao Jian, it will take at least ten minutes before it is possible to win it. Because he knows how capable the killers trained by the Shadow are.

But now Zhou Zheng has subverted his understanding.

A cold breath emanated from his heart and spread throughout his body, and a cold feeling made Lu Yongshan feel very bad.

Again, a fluke wells up in the bottom of my heart.

If it is himself who makes a move, under unknown circumstances, what will happen to him, can he beat this demonic being in front of him?

The answer is not even at the bottom of Lu Yongshan.

……

Zhou Zheng packed up Xiao Jian's things, and threw them directly into the backpack under the cover of the bushes.

Standing up, Zhou Zheng took a few steps forward and said lightly: "Lu Yongshan, I didn't expect that this world is so small, we will meet again." I have never forgotten what you gave me, and tens of thousands of people in the entire besieged city are waiting for your life to accompany the burial. ”

Lu Yongshan's eyes almost fell to the ground in horror, he thought he had hidden enough to hide, how did he find himself.

Vigilance, so that Lu Yongshan did not make a sound, but just held the mountain knife tighter.

"Hehe, there's no need to hide, when I was still a martial artist, I could still rescue my father from your hands and escape, not to mention that I am now a fourth rank? Seven paragraphs, do you really think that seven paragraphs can be hard to eat four paragraphs. In this world, there are many things that you can never understand. ”

Zhou Zheng was still smiling lightly, and a ray of sunlight shone down from between the branches and leaves, which happened to hit Zhou Zheng's body, and became dazzling in this somewhat dim woods.

Lu Yongshan has no luck in his heart, this Zhou Zheng really discovered himself.

But before he could appear, Zhou Zheng let out a strange smile, then turned around, walked into a bush of plants, and then disappeared.

Mysterious, silent in the woods.

Lu Yongshan didn't dare to move, quietly feeling the death-like silence of the woods.

"Are you leaving this week?"

Raising this question, Lu Yongshan couldn't bear it anymore, and got up from his hiding place, and then a few strides had already rushed out, standing in front of Xiao Jian's dead corpse, the blood in his throat had already dried up, and the slightly dried blood stained a large area of withered leaves.

If he could, Lu Yongshan didn't want to chase him out, but he took on the task of killing Zhou Zheng, which made it impossible for him to escape.

The principle of shadows is extremely cruel, and Lu Yongshan knows it best.

Staring at Xiao Jian's corpse, the expression on Lu Yongshan's face became more and more indifferent, and his eyes were extremely cold.

Here, too, there was silence, and there was no sound except the wind.

However, the sensitivity of the seventh-stage martial artist made Lu Yongshan have a hunch that this Zhou Zheng did not leave, he was here, just staring at himself in a corner. Like a wild beast, or a cold poisonous snake, it hides in the shadows, ready to strike a fatal blow at itself.

Lu Yongshan felt that this feeling was ridiculous, his seventh-stage martial artist was also the silver killer of the shadows, he was professionally trained, it was not that he ambushed others, but the roles were reversed, and it became that Lu Yongshan was not a killer, but the target of the killer, and the target became a killer.

The more he felt this way, the more Lu Yongshan didn't dare to be careless, he clenched the mountain knife and said sharply: "Zhou Zheng, I know you are nearby, you come out for me, come out." ”

But there was no trace of sound in his answer except for the "whoosh" of the wind blowing the leaves.

Lu Yongshan stood quietly, holding his weapon, motionless.

Minutes passed, and there was still no movement.

"He's gone, really out of here? But how is it possible, doesn't he see me as a murderer of my father? Didn't he want to avenge the tens of thousands of people who were besieging the entire city, why did he leave like this? Lu Yongshan was stunned, and then suddenly understood, "Yes, he's only the fourth stage, he's bluffing, he just wants me to stay here like a fool, and he has already escaped." ”

Thinking about this, Lu Yongshan was so angry that he vomited blood and let out an angry roar.

But he definitely didn't expect that in a clump of plants ten meters away from him, on the fallen leaves, he was gently trampled on, but he didn't make a sound.

Almost at the moment when Lu Yongshan was discouraged and relaxed, a great change suddenly appeared.

Zhou Zheng, who has been sneaking, how could he let go of this opportunity, sneaking, without hesitation, started the "blitzkrieg", and instantly appeared behind Lu Yongshan, the dagger was chiseled out with a "backstab", and the swallowing edge chiseled out a bloody hole in Lu Yongshan's back.

The sharp dagger blade destroyed the opponent's armor and chiseled away even the dense muscles.

The skill was wanton, Lu Yongshan burst out, and the mountain opener swept over with his backhand.

Zhou Zheng twisted, and after dodging, when Lu Yongshan's strength was not used up, the dagger stabbed head-on again, and the skill effect of "deboning" exploded a ball of blood on Lu Yongshan's chest, and his blood bar fell by one-fifth under two blows.

"Ahh

Lu Yongshan's sharp voice rang out, retreated violently, and then leaned against a tree trunk, his face was distorted, holding the mountain knife and pointing at Zhou Zheng, constantly trembling.

Zhou Zheng looked at Lu Yongshan not far away, elegantly pulled out a piece of cloth from his pocket, gently wiped it on the dagger, wiped the dirty blood on it, looked at Lu Yongshan like a dead man, he showed a smile, and said, "Do you know the ghost-faced spider?" ”

"What do you want to say?"

A trace of unhappiness came to his heart, Lu Yongshan said sharply, and there was no trace of the previous peace.

Zhou Zheng laughed, "I happen to have the poison of the ghost-faced spider, and you are the second person to enjoy it." The first is Luo Guohai, an eight-stage martial artist, who also died under the poison of the ghost-faced spider, and the second is you, a seventh-stage martial artist, the killer of the shadows. ”

Lu Yongshan was shocked, he began to feel numb all over his body, a tingling and itching sensation came from his throat, and he roared in horror: "You smeared poison in the dagger? ”

"Originally, I didn't want to, but I know that people like you, if you want to ask something, it's impossible, anyway, I won't ask who hired you to kill me, just give you a good time." Zhou Zheng's voice was cold, "Compared to the people who were killed by poisonous corpses in the besieged city, you are already happy." ”

"Besides, I'll find out who invited you, so you don't have to worry about that."

Lu Yongshan's eyes widened, and in the eyeholes, there was the shadow of Zhou Zheng rushing over.

He wanted to move, wanted to fight back, but his hands and feet were numb, he couldn't even move, his heart seemed to be held by a hand, and he began to have difficulty breathing, looking at the light of the dagger, Lu Yongshan's vision suddenly broke off, and he fell into endless darkness.