"Oh, there's one more alien ant, and the impatient ants are starting to move!"

Archer leaned against the window frame, his golden armor scorching and glowing, his eyes cast into the sky with contempt, a sneer on his lips.

Daytime is still not the best time to hunt, the full moon and night are the stage for hunters!

As soon as the moon curtain shrouded Dongmu Town, countless night messengers seemed to appear shuttling through it.

"Boy, you choose one to divide your troops and fight alone!"

"I ......"

Zhang Cheng was speechless, looking at Uncle Zhang Jiao who disappeared behind a black shadow from a distance, and his heart was complicated.

Zhang Cheng's heart was broken, did he treat the servant of the master like this? However, who is the master and who is the servant?

Not only Zhang Cheng is complicated, but Webb Velvet, a young boy on the other side of Winterwood Town, is also collapsing.

"King, can I not go?"

"Smack!"

"Stupid, if you are a man, you have to fight side by side and feel the boiling blood together, this is the real man!"

Iskandar, the conqueror of the big red cloak, slapped Velvet unsteady on his feet and almost crawled to the ground.

Looking at the high-spirited and coquettish Iskandar, Villewitt has already regretted stealing Archibalt's holy relic to participate in the Holy Grail, why am I the only one who has met such a comic king?

More than a dozen shadows floated out of the church, Zhang Jiao had already lurked behind a shadow first, and Zhang Cheng was also watching, his dark eyes flashing a trace of fluorescence in the night.

"That's you!"

Zhang Cheng whispered, and his body was as sensitive as a monkey, hanging far behind the flickering shadows dozens of meters away.

"Huh?"

The shadow suddenly paused, and the figure stopped instantly, and the eyes under the white-gray mask quickly swept around, and then shook his head and continued to move forward.

It seems that this thing is not as weak as before, and there are so many clones that it is stronger than this Heavenly Master?

Zhang Cheng stared at the Assassin who continued to flicker not far away, and with a flick of his fingers, a yellow, orange and orange rune paper appeared.

"Gods and ghosts are with you, and gods and ghosts kill seven times...... Phew! Spirits and ghosts are with you, lurking in the shadows!"

The bright yellow light flashed away, the rune paper dissipated, and the strange aura surrounded Zhang Cheng's body, the divine hidden talisman, tracking the necessary fetish, and the ability to cover his own breath was superb.

In other words, there are really few high-level talismans in the younger generation of Huaxia Daomen who can be used at will, which shows that this Heavenly Master is extremely talented and can be called a masterpiece!

Zhang Cheng couldn't help but secretly add another sentence after narcissism, next time he must see less of the Seven Killings Order of Gods and Ghosts.

Zhang Cheng, who used the magic talisman, followed behind the Assassin with his outstanding body skills, and he would not be discovered by a weaker servant like the Assassin for a while.

I just don't know how Uncle Zhang Jiao followed, could it be that he directly followed Assassin in a spiritual body?

In a flash, the Assassin that Zhang Cheng was following had already jumped out of the dense forest and jumped onto a huge crane.

"Who's that? Could it be the Master of Assassin?"

Zhang Cheng looked at a tall and thin figure on the crane in confusion, and couldn't help but guess that during Zhang Cheng's doubts, something happened suddenly.

The Assassin who had just landed on the crane was about to turn around and disappear when he encountered the tall and thin figure, but he was a beat slower, and a red light pierced out from the void, and the shadowy Assassin was directly torn into black gas and dissipated into the air.

Not an accomplice?

Zhang Cheng was a little stunned, the Assassin he was following was too funny, could it be that this was the so-called corner encounter love in the canyon war?

It doesn't matter if the Assassin who is tracking is dead or not, this one on the crane is definitely a certain master, and the red light just now should be his servant.

Finding a new guy, Zhang Cheng naturally shifted the target, and the guy on the crane seemed to be waiting for something, standing quietly on the platform of the crane, and Zhang Cheng could only hide in the piles of containers below.

The night was getting darker, and almost at the moment when the Assassin was torn apart by the red light, Yan Feng Qili, who met Tosaka Shichen at Tosaka's house, looked sink.

The Assassin's vision can be shared by the Master, and at the moment of Assassin's death, Yan Feng Qili also saw the identity of the person on the crane.

"It seems that Archibalt, who is still the ninth generation of magic family, can't help it first!" Yan Feng Qili said indifferently.

"Oh, you see?" Tosaka asked.

"At first sight, the Assassin was killed, and I can't tell who Archibalt's servant is?"

Yan Feng Qili stared at the vase on the table and continued, "However, the other Assassins have detected the most obvious combination of the Master's Followers around, Alice Phil and her mysterious female swordsman!"

"Heh, the Archibalt family has always been on the wrong path with the Einzberen family, so Archibalt won't appear there for no reason, the intention is obvious!"

Tosaka Toshichen took a sip of the red wine in the goblet, and said again: "Let the Assassin pay attention to the fishermen around him, and wait and see what happens!"

"Understood!"

Yan Feng replied with a salute, pondered, and said, "Don't let Archer go?"

"Do you think he can command this king?"

Gilgamesh's arrogant and disdainful voice came from the void, and Yan Feng Qili glanced at the helpless Tosaka Shichen silently.

When Tosaka Shichen was helpless, the abandoned wharf also ushered in a newcomer.

"Alice Phil, follow me!"

The blonde woman in a black suit said to the white-haired woman beside her, and her tone was a little solemn.

Alice Phil, who has a peerless face and red eyes, responded: "I will, Artoria, you have to be careful!"

"I will!"

The woman known as Artoria nodded lightly, and said aloud to the void with a solemn expression: "Specially led me to wait, presumably it is to fight in the bright light, and Your Excellency should also come out!"

Artoria spoke, and the entire abandoned dock fell silent again, Artoria frowned slightly, and at this moment, a male voice broke the deadlock.

"Artoria? Very well, so, follow the will of the lord, and the next thing is a duel between us!"

As soon as the male voice fell, the air not far from Artoria instantly contracted, and a blue figure appeared, with long hair tied back, a little tear mole in the corner of his eye, and two spears were grabbed by the man in his hand one after the other.

"I, Artoria Pendragon, accept the duel!"

Artoria didn't talk nonsense at all, her hands were raised in front of her, as if she was grasping an invisible ice blade, and her expression was solemn.

The spearman was stunned when he heard this, and smiled apologetically: "You are a real knight, but I forgive me for not being able to report my identity, the master has strictly ordered, as a servant, I can't disobey!"

"But, I respect your martial spirit, let's shoot!" the spearman pointed the tip of his spear at Artoria.

What's the situation?

Zhang Cheng was puzzled and looked at the spear man and the blonde woman in the open space of the abandoned wharf, forget it, let's fight, let's fight, anyway, there is nothing to do with this heavenly master, but unfortunately I forgot to bring the melon seeds of this heavenly master.