The silver-haired man in a pure black striped hakama walked expressionlessly, and a group of people were half-kneeling on the ground, not even daring to raise their heads, let alone look directly into their eyes with grief and remorse, and the man ignored everyone, came to a withered cherry tree, and sat on his knees.

.. After that, he didn't speak, didn't move, just stared at the cherry blossom tree. Quiet, strange and heavy atmosphere, everyone present knew how sad this man was, the assassination mission was declared a failure, this man was not only missing a competitor, but also lost his beloved, after learning the news of the assassination failure, no one dared to disturb him at this time, because his life and future were in his hands.

Half-ringing, the silver-haired man's indifferent voice sounded, translated, very simple,

"No matter what way you use, in two months, wipe out Wu Feng, otherwise, everyone will have to be buried with ......" The half-kneeling crowd nodded in unison, they had both pressure and confidence to win, in their opinion, although Wu Feng was powerful, but it was just an assassination target, Tianzhu Company has existed for hundreds of years, and it will never lose to an assassination target.

The silver-haired man stood up, and slowly disappeared with some grief, at this time, an old man stood up in the crowd, the old man took out a document and muttered, the voice spread, more than a dozen people were solemn, and their eyes were full of joy, because the meaning of this old man's words was very simple, from this moment on, they were the top executives of Tianzhu Company, and they were also the person in charge of assassinating Wu Feng...... In this old man left, these more than ten people gathered together to discuss, randomly, one by one assassination measures were discussed, one of them, the measures to convene the top ten assassins are particularly eye-catching, Tianzhu Company specially set up a ranking for the top assassins, with the existing strength, future potential, the number of tasks completed and the assassination success rate is the ranking standard, among which the top ten top assassins are all geniuses among geniuses, masters among masters, among them, the ninth assassin has successfully assassinated a Xuantian warrior...... Of course, these high-ranking Assassins are weird, maverick, and unruly, and it is not easy to gather these top Assassins, especially if the servers are shut down.

At the same time as these new high-level Tianzhu leaders were discussing, the coastal town thousands of miles away from the island, at this time, the atmosphere was a little weird, there were no pedestrians in the streets and alleys, only some men in Tsing Yi, these men in Tsing Yi stood on both sides of the street, with long swords at their waists and were full of murderous intent, which made the survivors hiding in the buildings have a heart and don't know what is going to happen.

Twenty minutes ago, the town suddenly rang the bell to warn, and the survivors in the town thought that there was a crisis coming, so they all hid at home, but after waiting for a long time, they didn't hear the wails of the zombies, nor did they see the figure of the mutant beasts, only these hostile people from the Guwu Qin family...... Just as the survivors were speculating, a long howl sounded from all directions,

"The master of the Demon Gate, the Blood Monarch Wu Feng is here!" With this long roar, the children of the Qin family on both sides of the street, their clothes were windless, and the long swords were even more unsheathed, and the cold killing intent spread, but no matter how strong this killing intent was, it couldn't affect Wu Feng and his party.

At this moment, walking on this smooth street, Wang Nan, Jiao Yu, Dry Fish, Qin Lei, Yang Zihao and Hao Ren can all detect the strong killing intent, but they are all as calm as Wu Feng as the leader, as if the two sides of the street are not the ancient warriors full of murderous intent, but strange street trees, yes, in Wu Feng's eyes, these ancient warriors and street trees generally do not have any threat.

With some smiles on the corner of his mouth, he walked towards the center of the town with his head held high, and from time to time, he saw the magnificent manor of the ancient Wu Qin family, yes, a newly built manor covering an area of nearly five hundred acres, and the image point is that there are forty football fields as big as the manor, overlooking the past, you can see the pavilions and pavilions full of ancient style, the martial arts field, the artificial lake, the garden and so on...... Extravagant, this is transformed from a park into a manor, which is very rare in the last days, why, safety issues, ordinary survivors would rather live in a safe shack than live in a dangerous mansion, however, this town and this manor even if there is no city wall protection, no defensive weapons, it is also very safe, because there are thousands of ancient warriors in this town, among which there are five congenital, one Xuantian, even if the zombie monarch attacks with tens of thousands of zombies, I am afraid, there is no return.

No, Wu Feng didn't pay attention to the manor at all, only paid attention to the three people standing in front of the manor, one was Xu Qing with a calm face, and the other two, one was Qin Huaishuo's brother Qin Huaizheng, and the third was an old man in a white-haired robe.

Although this old man is hunched over, you read () face yellow muscles thin, but his eyes are as sharp as a knife, Wu Feng observed a little, and he knew that this old man's strength was the peak of the day after tomorrow...... Wu Feng was looking at the old man, and the old man was also observing Wu Feng, the old man, originally wanted to directly reprimand Wu Feng for being bold and giving

Wu Feng, who "came to apologize", came to dismount, however, now he didn't have this idea, because he found that he couldn't see through Wu Feng at all, as if there was a layer of fog in front of Wu Feng, which surprised him very much, because only an innate martial artist would give him such a feeling.

Shocked, Wu Feng is young, but he is already an innate martial artist? The old man suppressed the surprise in his heart, stepped forward, and made a loud voice,

"Blood Monarch, please inside, the head of the family is already waiting in the main hall to drive ......" This made Qin Huai on the side a little stunned, this old man came to suppress Wu Feng's sharp spirit, unexpectedly, the old man actually had such an attitude, which also made Wu Feng a little surprised, originally thought that this old man would be a teacher to ask for guilt as soon as he came up, but now he was treated so politely, he couldn't help but raise his hand and clench his fists,

"Senior, please." Politeness, attitude, one step away from the day after tomorrow, the world is different, this is just the minimum respect for the innate martial artist.

"Please ......" After the old man entered the manor, he found that on the way to the main hall, some black-clothed disciples were still staring at him Wu Feng fiercely, and he didn't care about this, the only thing he cared about was that when he was about to step into the martial arts arena, he noticed that a strong aura was rapidly approaching.

In the blink of an eye, a middle-aged man dressed in Rushan blocked the way, but his handsome face looked a little hideous because of the resentment in his eyes, a strong aura, a cold killing intent, and a long sword shining with cold light.

"There is a way in heaven, you don't go, there is no door to hell, you can vote for it, Wu Feng is a thief, return my nephew's life, ......" The middle-aged man shouted angrily, pulled out a sword flower and hit Wu Feng's neck directly, as soon as he made a move, it was that Senran killing move!

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