Turning around, seeing the opponent waving to him, the eyes of the white-clothed killer became cold.

The sharp pain in his body made him understand that he had suffered a lot of trauma, and the wound was gurgling with blood at this time.

Three centimeters inward, that's his own heart, the white-clothed killer wouldn't think that the other party gave up stabbing his heart because he couldn't bear to kill, it was obvious that he reacted and made the other party deviate from his position.

It hasn't happened in many years, and I was injured while carrying out a simple assassination mission.

What is odious is that the person who secretly issued the task turned out to be seriously inconsistent with the facts.

I secretly hated why I didn't study this mission goal thoroughly, so I let myself make such a mistake.

Seeing that the clothes of the white-clothed killer were no longer snow-white, but dyed with a crimson color, Argo was relieved, even if his strength was greatly reduced, it was not so easy to be killed.

This white-clothed killer is graceful and elegant, white-clothed, look at himself again, full of wounds, unclothed, white-clothed killer is more in line with the protagonist's temperament than himself, fortunately, he can't wear full white clothes now, and he can't maintain an elegant temperament.

Now in comparison, well, he is more in line with the temperament of the protagonist, Argo can't help muttering in his heart.

"As long as you don't be killed by him, then the protagonist is still herself" With the aura of the protagonist, presumably Miss Wind Whispering will not refuse some of her requests.

Out of self-confidence, although the snake-shaped secret weapon is not long, it is extremely sharp, enough to pierce the back of the white-clothed killer, but I didn't expect that the secret weapon I secretly hid did me a big favor.

It's just that there are a lot of deviations from the heart.

It could be seen from the expression of the white-clothed killer that he was angry now, holding the mist in his left hand and his long sword in his right hand.

"You're good, really good," he said through gritted teeth.

"But today you must die."

"Your Excellency, shouldn't you give me back the water mist, and we'll have a fair duel again" Argo looked at his bare hands, feeling that the next duel was very unfair.

The "snake-shaped secret weapon" has been inserted into the other party's body, and Ago believes that the other party is so elegant, he must be a man with gentlemanly demeanor.

But the actions of the white-clothed killer made Argo can't help but scold, and the white-clothed killer held the mist sword in his hand and did not intend to return it to himself, which made Argo very uncomfortable, and he didn't expect that the demeanor of this white-clothed killer was not as good as his own.

"What a man without grace," Argo said unashamedly, pouting.

"Fortunately, I was prepared," he said, and took out the blue short sword hidden in his sleeve, it was the saber of the whispering wind, this short sword was more like a dagger than the killer's long sword.

Seeing the appearance of the short sword, the white-clothed killer's eyes shrank.

While telling himself to have a fair showdown, while using intrigue and trickery to seriously injure himself, and hiding several weapons on his body, this man's shamelessness finally won the determination of the white-clothed killer to kill.

The wound on his body that was cut by the sword qi came from a crispy feeling, Ah Ge knew that this was the effect of the dragon trick, and took out a few healing pills from the pocket of his clothes, Ah Ge didn't care about the effect, they all threw them into his mouth, and there was a feeling of blood boiling in his chest, and Ah Ge knew that his internal injuries were also slowly recovering.

"Since Your Excellency has come to kill me, you should know that I am a very talented alchemist," said Argo as he recovered from his injuries.

The white-clothed killer didn't answer, probably because he had some understanding of his goal.

"I also defeated the son of the Free City-State Soseong" Argo stared into the other's eyes without leaving a trace, trying to find the killer's reaction when he heard the two names.

"Zong Ming, do you know, a very talented sixth-order alchemist."

The white-clad killer was clearly a taciturn man, and he clearly didn't understand why there were still such stumbling men.

"Your Excellency should have heard that I am a personable man, this is the healing elixir I have refined, why don't you take one pill too, let's have a fair duel" Argo took out his healing elixir and threw it towards the killer.

The white-clothed killer dodged, and three pills fell to the ground.

It is impossible for the white-clothed killer to pick up the "elixir" thrown by the opponent, this person is scheming, who knows whether it is an elixir or a poison.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, it's just that I don't really need your healing elixir," the white-clothed killer said from his nose.

At the moment of communication, neither of them launched an attack on each other, which was not because the two of them were "pitying the fragrance and cherishing the jade", but secretly recovering their strength.

Hearing that the Killer in White finally answered his words, Argo understood that the Killer in White was about to control his injuries, and he was about to make a move.

"That's a pity" is getting hotter and hotter in the body, and he also needs a hearty battle to vent.

The body transformed into dozens of afterimages, and the short sword whispering in the wind exerted an unprecedented power in Ah Go's hand, and one after another sword qi shrouded the killer, and the unparalleled momentum locked the killer.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him is the truth that Ago pursues.

Fairness is the epitaph of the noble, meanness is the passport of the mean.

Ah Go's eyes contracted, and the water mist sword actually disappeared into the other party's hand out of thin air, what kind of great ability is this? Obviously, the white-clothed killer did not choose to use the water mist sword, it should be the strange use of the water mist sword, and the white-clothed killer was unpredictable in a short period of time, so he simply hid the water mist sword.

The white-clothed killer's long sword can perfectly block Argo's attack every time it rotates, but the injury behind him has affected his actions, Ago discovered this fact for the first time, and increased his speed to the extreme, although his legs were almost unconscious, but he still relentlessly exerted Ling Feng's sword technique heartily, and it was bound to suppress the white-clothed killer in momentum.

After the white clothes were killed, the more frightened they became, after being so seriously injured, and still being able to burst out at such a speed, this is going to be desperate?

The figures of the two swept hundreds of meters at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye, and it was only a few moments, the long sword in the hand of the white-clothed killer was not like an ordinary product, and there were already many gaps on the short sword of the wind whispering.

Suddenly, the white-clothed killer had sharp eyes, borrowed the power of the shock, and retreated dozens of meters.

The white-clothed killer plunged the long sword into the ground, and then, a giant snake transformed by true qi rose to the ground, biting the short sword in Ah Go's hand, flying sand and stones, knocking Ah Ge dozens of meters away before slowly dissipating into the air.

Ah Ge patted the dust on his body and looked around, the white-clothed killer had already disappeared, and he had already fled without even saying hello.

"What a killer who is neither graceful nor polite" Argo looked at the direction the killer left, shouted out this sentence, and the figure a few hundred meters away paused, and then increased his speed and disappeared without a trace.

The hot blood in his mouth was swallowed by Ah Ge, and his whole body was so numb that he couldn't move, and the last blow of the white-clothed killer must have been a very powerful martial art.

After half an hour, a hidden aura around him slowly disappeared, and the faint sense of crisis in his intuition disappeared, and Argo breathed a sigh of relief thoughtfully, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his momentum suddenly declined.

As early as when the white-clothed killer first appeared, Argo found that the other party was not the only one, so he began to show weakness from the beginning, making the other party feel that one person was enough to solve himself, if the other party took away the wind and whispered to blackmail Argo when Argo and the white-clothed killer were fighting, then he would face a very passive situation.