For an excellent assassin, spying intelligence and searching for targets are compulsory courses, although the entire Cairo City is large, the goal of a total of more than 20 people in the two teams of Yinzhou and Donghai is too obvious, Zhao Yingkong quickly locked on his target, and the process was far simpler than he imagined, because the Donghai team stayed in the private villa of Lord Otrim, the commander of the British Legion in Egypt, The Inzhou team, on the other hand, stayed in the most luxurious and extravagant hotel in Cairo - both teams seemed to have great confidence in their strength, not only in their separate residences, but also in the absence of any intention of hiding their appearance.

"Whether it's really strong or carried away by the numerical superiority, I'll test it myself." The beautiful Assassin hidden in the shadows slowly put away his binoculars and stared at the faint words of the Lord's villa, where the feast was singing.

There is no doubt about the defense level of the private villa of the Supreme Commander of the British Legion in Egypt, but it is still full of flaws for some people who are accustomed to wandering in the dark shadows, or that sentence, there are only a thousand days of thieves in this world, but there is no reason to prevent thieves for a thousand days, Lord Otlim's guards cannot maintain the highest defense level day and night, if they really do that, the first one who will not do it is probably their Supreme Commander Lord himself, so the gap between the skills of the people and the patrol is changed, Zhao Yingkong blended into the noisy mansion like a touch of night. Dressed in a pitch-black night suit, shuttling quickly between darkness and darkness, the killing intent in Zhao Ying's hollow heart became more and more intense as she kept approaching the target, but her mood became more and more jade-clean and icy, which was also an assassination technique passed down from generation to generation in the Oriental Assassin family. It was not until the moment of the assassination that he completely exploded, and the killing intent that burst out in an instant was so strong that it was enough to break the enemy's courage.

Meanwhile. The young man in a black dress was having dinner with a bald little monk in a white robe, both of whom were elites with a high aristocratic education, and they were quite perfect in terms of appearance, temperament, and etiquette, so that watching them talk and eat with each other became an audio-visual enjoyment, just when the black-clothed deacon of the young man was enjoying the process. His action as he changed the dishes suddenly froze, like a white lightning bolt passing through his mind.

"What's wrong, Sebasgar?"

The black-clad deacon's movements were only a tiny stiffness. However, the young man he served had already noticed it and asked lightly, but this was already a harsh criticism for a deacon who had extremely high requirements for himself.

"Nothing. It's just that a nimble hamster has recklessly barged in. Master Shire, please give me a minute to clean up. ”

Just when the black-clothed deacon said this, the girl who had been sitting beside Shiva-Gan Tian, the captain of the Yinzhou team, also slowly frowned, she deliberately turned her head sideways for a while before she came to the ear of the little monk in white and whispered, Shiva-Gan Tian didn't care much about the assassin breaking into the villa, but he was extremely jealous and glanced at the black-clothed deacon beside Charles, the more jealous he was in his heart, the more he was afraid of it, and he was very clear about the spiritual scanning ability of Xue Nai on his side, and Xue Nai was in a state of scanning just now. The black-clothed deacon, on the other hand, was serving his master to eat, and the concentration of the two was incomparable. However, he was still the assassin who appeared first on the other side, how could such a terrifying spiritual power not make people jealous, not to mention that Shiva-Gan Tian still instinctively felt that the black-clothed deacon in front of him was not an elder with special spiritual power. And this, doesn't it show in disguise that the opponent's strength is a few points stronger than Xuenai's strongest point......

Just in a short moment, there are countless thoughts circulating in his mind, the little monk in white shows Xiàn's etiquette and humility because of the thoughts in his heart, Egyptians are different from Chinese, Chinese are on the top of their heads, they will not forget to kill each other, but Egyptians are just the opposite, they are very close to the former British invaders, Egypt's high nobles are even more proud to be an Englishman, so face the Charr. At the time of Van Domhayne, Shiva-Gantian was free from the arrogance of the Egyptian high-caste aristocracy, and most of the time kept his posture very low, except for maintaining his own basic dignity.

"I have had a very good time tonight thanks to the hospitality of the Van Domhain, and most of the things have been agreed, so please be sure to hand over the final entertainment show of the night to me, and I will repay your hospitality." After testing his lips with a napkin, the little monk in white clapped his hands, and the door behind him opened and two men walked in, one was a tall and strong man with muscles that almost burst his clothes, and the other was a thin black man with two scimitars stuck behind his waist.

"Imani, Black Carbon, you two go and capture that Middle-earth assassin, remember, alive." The little monk in white turned his back to his subordinates and commanded, he didn't care about the difficulty of completing the task, the most terrifying thing about an assassin is the surprise nature, if the traces have been exposed, most of the strength of a body will be lost by more than half, if two warrior-type reincarnators lose a head-to-head battle with an assassin, then there is really no need to save zài.

Zhao Yingkong, who was dressed in black, had just touched the side hall of the villa not long ago, and the sound of glass breaking suddenly came from the second floor not far away, and two people, one strong and one thin, jumped down from the second floor, Zhao Yingkong's first reaction in the face of this situation was to retreat, but the lights on all sides were already bright one after another, and almost instantly the originally dim side hall had become a brightly lit place, and the assassin girl suddenly stood still in the center of the hall, and she also knew that it was pointless to hide at this moment......

"Imani, black charcoal, today's entertainment program is handed over to you, don't let me down." On the second floor, there was a Shiva-Gantian voice, and the muscular man and the man with two scimitars stuck in his waist both turned around and nodded in response to the promise before turning back to look at Zhao Yingkong, and the muscular man Imani whistled obscene when he saw Zhao Yingkong's bulging figure due to wearing a strong suit, and his eyes were full of lewdness.

"Little girl, let Brother Imani come to hurt you, my brother is strong and ruthless."

While speaking, the strong man gradually rushed towards Zhao Yingkong, and the thin black charcoal followed behind the double knife at his waist with both hands and hid behind Imani. The cooperation between the two is not once or twice, and the two of them complement each other under the combined attack, and they are reincarnators who are two or three points stronger than the two of them. Under this kind of flanking attack, they are often quick to rout—it is not for nothing that the little monk in white chose the two of them to capture the assassins of the Middle-earth team alive.

The mouth was full of obscene words, but Imani's shot could only be described as fierce and furious, the muscular arm slammed into the ground, and a large shockwave mixed with broken gravel sprinkled widely, and the power of the head-on attack was probably no less than that of a shotgun. Zhao Yingkong pulled out a short sword engraved with magic text with one hand and stopped in front of him, and when facing a large shockwave, he only knocked a few stones with his short sword, and a few traces of blood exploded on the girl's body in an instant. Seeing such a scene, Shalton lost interest.

"If most of the Zhongzhou team is this kind of Cheng Dù's strength, then let's destroy them. Not even the most basic use, you say, Sebasgar. ”

"The battle has not yet begun, and it would be too hasty to draw conclusions at this time. Master Charles, would you better watch it for a while...... Just judging by the equipment on her body. This assassin is no longer weak. Adding a cup of black tea to his master, the black-clothed deacon only glanced at the battle below, but the expression was the most indifferent. After pouring tea for Charles, he asked, "If the battle starts, I'm afraid the victory and defeat will be decided in an instant, and if there is chaos at that time...... Need my help? ”

“…………………………”

"Understood."

As the master and servant spoke, the battle in the square hall on the first floor was already in a situation, not only the almost terrifying strange power of Imani, but the thin black man with a pair of moon-like scimitars in both hands seemed to be real ghosts. At the moment when Zhao Yingkong and Imani's figures were staggered and head-to-head, he suddenly jumped up from behind Zhao Yingkong without warning. A pair of scimitars like the moon scattered a cold air and killed directly at Zhao Yingkong's neck, the blood light burst out in an instant, Zhao Yingkong took the initiative to hit it with his shoulder in the moment before the blade was close to the point, although the arm hissed and cut a deep and long blood-spattered hole, but Zhao Yingkong also took advantage of this moment to jump out of the two of them, although the injury on the arm was serious, but for an assassin who had undergone severe training, it would not affect the combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

The blood on his right arm flowed onto the sharp dagger, the Soul Eater Sword Augustus hummed as if he was excited by the blood of his master, Imani once again slammed into it like a tank, and Black Charcoal licked the blood from the scimitar and smiled fiercely, once again hiding behind the muscular man and following the charge. It's just that 80% of Zhao Yingkong's attention is not focused on these two, she has been staring at the brightest place on the second floor, the black-clothed waiter who is pouring tea for her young master and the beautiful woman who is also sitting in the banquet, that is her real goal.

"Ah......" roared like a giant bear, letting go of his arms and showing the key points of his body in front of the assassin in front of him, but in the face of the muscles that were as solid as gold and iron rubber, Zhao Yingkong could only choose to retreat, frantically retreating, from the center of the square hall to the gate of the square hall, just before Zhao Yingkong was about to hit the gate, a bright sword shadow came out from Zhao Yingkong's own reflection in the shadow of the door: the strengthening power of black charcoal, the shadow shifted. This thin black man with two knives in his hand can complete the displacement through the shadows that Guò himself touches or even indirectly contacts, which can not only allow him to penetrate many impossible places, but also allow him to suddenly kill from almost impossible angles, and so on.

Imani pursued Zhao Yingkong, his shadow reflected the light behind Zhao Yingkong, and Zhao Yingkong himself also has a shadow, so the black charcoal can complete the second jump for a normally almost impossible abrupt kill, and at the same time as he shot, Imani, who had already cooperated with him to form a tacit understanding, also exploded at the same time, and the ferocious attacks one after the other blocked all Zhao Yingkong's retreats, but this time it was not a killing game that she could get rid of by touching her arms once. Fortunately, Zhao Yingkong had already noticed that the black-clothed deacon upstairs was refilling tea for his master for the second time, so he didn't want to hide anymore.

"Infernal"

Sakura's lips spat lightly, and the spell movement of the tail finger of the left armguard, Zhao Yingkong only felt that the little finger of his left hand was hot, and a dark dark curtain had shrouded the three of them. The sudden blindness in the course of a fierce battle is of course quite fatal for a regular fighter, and although Black Tan and Imani are not panicked, they still instinctively abandon the defense and turn their attention to their own hearing. The vast majority of blind people have better ear power than non-blind people, and hearing is the second option for human information capture, which is the inertia of human choice. And the spell that Zhu Peng arranged took advantage of this.

"Soul Breaker"

The furious noise pierced the deepest part of the eardrum's mind like a sword, and it directly blew up the consciousness of Imani and Black Tan into a blank like an endless ghost cry, if it was normal, it would be fine, but just now the two of them were still trying their best to listen, which was undoubtedly increasing the lethality of the sound blasting technique. Facing the opponent who was deprived of his sight and hearing, Zhao Yingkong almost didn't even hesitate, and directly reflexively threw down the double knife behind him, and the faint voice between the two of them rolling and struggling came again

: "Ground Movement". As the Dao technique moved, the ground shattered and sank in a small area under the feet of the three of them, stabbing Augustus into the heart of the scimitar-wielding man. After confirming that he heard the killing information of the main god, Zhao Yingkong spit out lightly: "Punish the heart", and the violent True Yuan Dao power suddenly poured into her heart from her left arm, and the girl almost instantly felt that her heart was stretched out several times more than usual, and then her heart contracted violently. A large amount of blood rushed to the whole body in an instant. In the warmth of the surrounding body, Zhao Yingkong's fatigue suddenly dissipated when she was just fighting, and the whole person instantly returned to the peak state of the body, but the wound on her left arm, which was already not bleeding much, suddenly began to spray a large amount of blood, and the technique of punishing the heart is not used to kill the enemy, but is used to injure the enemy, at the cost of self-damage, most of the state will be restored in a short period of time, and it can even be said that the stronger the self-damage, the better the physical condition of the recipient.

Piercing the heart of the black charcoal, the Soul Eater Sword Augustus was full of brilliance. It has the effect of devouring the soul of the slain, using it as an energy to transform the soul soldier form, and the stronger the soul of the slain, the stronger the transformed soul soldier. Even at its limit, it can conjure up an amazingly powerful soul armor, but at that time, the quality and strength of the soul that is required to be devoured are amazing, and the consumption during the battle is directly proportional to the intensity of the battle.

Recovering his physical state, he suddenly reflexively pounced on the muscular strong man who was deprived of vision, hearing, and even body balance, and the short sword in Zhao Yingkong's hand turned into a very fierce light axe, which was suddenly swung out by the heroic short girl with both hands, and the heavy weapon in both hands plus the powerful state attached to the "heart" was undoubtedly slashed by Zhao Yingkong's axe, and the axe light turned into a rainbow of light to envelop Imani's body, which was directly "poof...... With a bang, Imani's body suddenly shattered like a tomato that had been vigorously pinched, and the bloody red sprayed sprinkled to every corner of the entire square hall like an axe hurricane.

"No!?" The two powerful subordinates were instantly turned over and killed in the case of their original advantage, and the little monk in white was originally drinking black tea leisurely, but at this moment he squirted it out.

It's just that at this time, he didn't care about the posture of the demeanor, and when he stood up, his whole body floated into the void and quickly floated towards Zhao Yingkong, originally he planned to let his subordinates capture this assassin alive and give it to Charles, but at this moment, he just wanted to tear the slut in front of him alive. And to put it slowly, in fact, just now, Sebasgar had just poured the second cup of tea for Charles, and when the black tea was full, the two Inzhou players had already gained the upper hand and died.

"Sebasgar, don't let the guests do it themselves."

“yes,my1ord.” (Yes, my master)

The black-clothed deacon who shot down like black lightning brought Zhao Yingkong a terrifying sense of oppression like Mount Tai, Zhao Yingkong's body shot backwards and rushed towards the door of the main hall with all her might, but at the moment when she was about to slam open the portal, the man with a warm smile on his face had stopped behind her, and pressed the girl's shoulders with both hands and whispered elegantly and coldly in his ear: "Beautiful young lady, rough posture......" Before his words were finished, Zhao Yingkong had already thrown his back and fell, Sebasgar didn't care about letting her grab his arm, However, the next moment, a huge force that surprised him surged from between his slender arms, and his whole person couldn't help but fly upside down, and even his figure slightly blocked Shiva-Gan Tian, who had already raised his right hand, so that the blazing fireball that the little monk in white had already condensed in his hand could not be released at the first time...... The next moment, Zhao Yingkong had already smashed the gorgeous gate, and at the same time, she gently spit out the words: "Ghost Gate. Open", the blazing black light suddenly bloomed on the protective gear of his left arm.

The fireball in Shiva-Gantian's palm slammed down, bursting into a cloud of fire and black smoke, but the assassin girl had disappeared without a trace a moment ago, and the little monk in white and Sebastian rushed out of the door almost at the same time, but when they looked around, there was still the figure of the assassin.

"It's a space-type spell ......"

The black-clothed deacon closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, then asserted, but this spell was extremely difficult to track.

"It's impossible for this level to have such a convenient space spell, even if you pay a great price, you can't move far, I must find her, I must kill her." The hateful words of the little monk in white, and his hideous and violent expression were like the furious Shura who came out of hell, not only the death of the two team members, but also the humiliation of this failure that made him unacceptable. However, at this moment, an abrupt scream suddenly came from the room, and the familiar voice made Shiva-Gantian's face suddenly turn pale.

"Xuenai? That's impossible. ”

When the little monk in white and the deacon in black returned to the second floor again, the beautiful woman who had closed her eyes for a long time had been separated, she was originally good at a lot of spiritual spells, not to mention the extremely lethal power of ordinary people, and it had the role of a nerve center for a team...... The Indian continent team, scrapped.

"Captain Gantian, I'm sorry, that assassin appeared too suddenly, she appeared and slashed at Miss Xuenai, and then quickly walked through the door and retreated...... It's really a betrayal of your trust. Charles sat peacefully across the long table and sighed helplessly, he still maintained the demeanor and bearing of the nobility, and the posture and the bloody tragedy on the other side of the long table were like two worlds.

Zhao Yingkong suddenly slammed open the door of a private house and staggered out, her whole body was condensed with gray frost, only the arm guard of her left hand was red and almost melted into her arm, and there were still crazy and twisted runes on it, but there was nothing to complain about, she was able to survive today completely because of this arm guard and the Soul Eater Sword Augustus...... In the face of the kind of killing game surrounded by two teams, it is already the ultimate luck to be able to survive and kill the two, and Zhao Yingkong himself feels that there is nothing to complain about.

Staggering, the girl's eyes blurred and swayed, she rolled over and fell, unconsciously plunging headlong into the flowing water...... (To be continued!)

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