Purple Han Sword Saint: "Exactly! But it doesn't hurt if you know, after all, no matter how much the dying person knows, he can't speak!"

Then, I saw the Purple Han Sword Saint take out a pair of short knives. This short knife is finely made, carved with gold and jade, and extremely luxurious, and it is an out-and-out gold-level low-level weapon. In the face of such weapons, ordinary people avoid them. And Zhao Yulong not only did not hide, but also approached the Purple Han Sword Saint, intending to see this weapon clearly.

Although he didn't know much about the short knife, in his opinion, this short knife had something else strange, it was definitely not the Purple Jade Ice Blade, the famous weapon of the Purple Cold Sword Saint. After all, such a killer as the Purple Han Sword Saint naturally acted in a low-key manner, and his weapons would definitely not be decorated with so many flashy decorations.

It was the princes and nobles who were very fond of the decoration of weapons. If you think about it, it should have been a gift from his employer. This meant that his employer was definitely a god king or sub-king level Celestial Clan powerhouse, otherwise it would be impossible for such a weapon to fall into the hands of the Purple Cold Sword Saint.

But before Zhao Yulong got close to take a closer look, the Purple Han Sword Saint had already made the first move. Now the flying knife turned into tens of thousands of locusts and rushed towards Zhao Yulong, seeing this, Zhao Yulong hurriedly took out the title of the gold list and wrote the word "retreat".

But those flying knives did not retreat, they still maintained their original speed, and when they hit Zhao Yulong, they suddenly disappeared. In this way, Zhao Yulong noticed that there was something strange in it. He was about to dodge to the side, but found that the Purple Han Sword Saint no longer knew when he had come to his skill, and was about to stab the short knife at Zhao Yulong.

Seeing this, Zhao Yulong hurriedly cast the Nine Heavens God Emperor Armor. But he didn't want the other party to make a move, but it was just a temptation, and before the blade approached Zhao Yulong, he had already retreated a few steps. Then the short knives in his hand turned into thousands again, and merged into a long whip.

Seeing that this long whip was so huge, Zhao Yulong couldn't help but worry that it was just an illusion. Therefore, he paid attention to the movements of the Purple Cold Sword Saint everywhere, lest he detour behind him again.

However, the Purple Cold Sword Saint stood in place and did not move, but instead slashed the long whip in his hand towards Zhao Yulong. I saw that the long whip was transformed in the air again, and it turned into a poisonous snake and rushed towards Zhao Yulong.

A few changes made Zhao Yulong a little confused, and when he was thinking about it, the poisonous snake suddenly turned into thousands of flying knives and killed Zhao Yulong. Those flying knives were so fast that they had already killed Zhao Yulong in front of him before he could react.

Fortunately, the Nine Heavens God Emperor armor had not yet dispersed, and he barely helped Zhao Yulong block these flying knives, otherwise it would have been enough to kill Zhao Yulong in just a moment.

But now that she was lucky enough to escape, it also made Zhao Yulong have a heart: her moves are ever-changing and intended to confuse me in order to achieve the purpose of surprise. It seems that if I don't pay attention everywhere, if I want to survive today, I'm afraid it will not be easy!

Just thinking about it, those flying knives had returned to the hands of the Purple Cold Sword Saint and turned into a pair again. Then he turned into a long whip and swung towards Zhao Yulong again, but this time the power was much stronger than before, as if he had the will to kill with one blow.

In the face of such a move, Zhao Yulong naturally couldn't sit still. Because he was killing Zhao Yulong sideways, he hurriedly flew into the air, intending to dodge this move.

But he didn't want the Purple Cold Sword Saint to show a smile on his face, and the long whip suddenly turned into thousands of flying knives, killing from the ground to the sky. Just when Zhao Yulong wanted to dodge again, he found that he was surrounded by flying knives, and he realized that this was also a bureau set up by the Purple Han Sword Saint.

Fortunately, the speed of these knives was not as fast as before. Probably because speed and strength can't coexist! Therefore, Zhao Yulong was given some time to deal with it.

And because the endless ink sea has long been used to it, it is much faster to use it again now. Seeing that the flying knife was about to approach, this endless sea of ink had already been condensed, and it turned into a circle around Zhao Yulong to wrap it.

But that's just that, Zhao Yulong still didn't feel at ease, so he used the Xuan Turtle Shield together. Relying on the protection of the Endless Sea of Ink outside, Zhao Yulong continued to inject soul power into the Xuan Turtle Shield in order to make it stronger.

And those flying knives have already flown into the Endless Ink Sea now, just as Zhao Yulong was worried about, these flying knives are completely unrestricted by the Endless Ink Sea, and they actually tore the Endless Ink Sea apart.

Fortunately, at this moment, the Xuan Turtle Shield had already taken shape, and those flying knives that had been consumed by the Endless Sea of Ink were not painful to hit it, although it still left a lot of cracks, but it was good that it did not break through the defense line.

When the last flying knife was also blocked by him, Zhao Yulong breathed a sigh of relief. The heart is so dangerous, and he has lost a lot of money, and now he can't help but be impressed by the technique of the Purple Han Sword Saint.

But when Zhao Yulong untied the Xuan Turtle Shield and looked at the Purple Han Sword Saint, she still had a smile on her face, and she didn't seem to be affected by Fang Cai's mistake. After that, Zhao Yulong only felt a chill behind him, and his body was wrapped in the ice that suddenly appeared.

Then, it fell directly to the ground, but the ice still did not show a single crack. But seeing the Purple Han Sword Saint approaching, Zhao Yulong smiled: "You are very smart, you know that you have an extra eye on everything." I'm sorry, I have to kill you, don't hate me when you get to the Yellow Springs!"

As he spoke, he was about to do something, but he heard the sound of ice breaking. For this reason, the Purple Han Sword Saint hurriedly retreated, but was still injured by a sudden sword aura. Fortunately, the sword qi only brushed and did not take her life.

It's just the scene in front of her, but it makes her a little surprised: "My immortal frost is a fire that can't be melted by the flames of the burning sky, how are you ......?"

"If someone else uses this trick, I really won't be able to survive. But you are different, the number one killer in the world, do you really not understand you?" As he spoke, Zhao Yulong had already held the Heavenly Power Divine Sword in his hand.

Hearing this, the Purple Han Sword Saint clapped his hands and laughed bitterly: "Not bad! It's really good! No wonder you can have such a high price, it seems that for the employer, let you disappear, that money is really worth it!"

Zhao Yulong: "It's worth the money, but have you ever thought about it, do you have the strength to get this money?"

Purple Han Sword Saint: "Since I dare to take on this task, I will definitely be sure to kill you." It's you, but you're just barely trying to break free from my indestructible frost, and you really think you can be invincible in the world! Today, I'll let you see what a gold-level high-level combat skill is-Dark Tiger Tear!"

I saw that the double blades in his hands changed again, forming a huge tiger claw and killing Zhao Yulong. In the face of such a powerful combat skill, Zhao Yulong was not afraid, but just used the tearing firmament.

After a few breaths, I saw the Heavenly Power Divine Sword pass through the body of the Purple Han Sword Saint, completely killing her. But now Zhao Yulong's face did not look relaxed, but was much more solemn: "Why did you take away that combat skill?"

At this moment, Zhao Yulong had already drawn out the Heavenly Power Divine Sword, and he saw the Purple Han Sword Saint fall to the ground, and said with his last strength: "Because if I don't withdraw my combat skills, you will be seriously injured if you don't die!"

These words made Zhao Yulong even more puzzled: "But isn't your purpose just to want me to die?"

Zihan Sword Saint: "I'm just taking money to do things, and it's not me who really wants you to die! I'm a lonely person, barely standing in this world by killing people, and it's not a pity to die." But if you die, many people will die with you! Although you are short-sighted, you know that the East cannot live without you! But today, here, only one of the two of us can live, and that person can only be you!"

After hearing this, Zhao Yulong only sighed for a while: "Alas, why are you doing this?"

Purple Cold Sword Saint: "If I don't accept the task of killing you, my employer will find other strong people, and it will be difficult for you to survive in the world." And I, as a killer, it is my morality to complete the task, and I can't let my morality be ruined. Therefore, only one death can be worthy of the word murder!"

After speaking, the Purple Cold Sword Saint had already exhausted his last breath. If it was ordinary, such a strong person would still be able to survive a few hours even if he was seriously injured, but because the purpose of the Purple Han Sword Saint was to seek death from the beginning, she did not struggle, but gave up hope of living.

Therefore, after he said everything he wanted to say, he was already exhausted.

For this reason, Zhao Yulong only felt a sour feeling in his heart, and couldn't help but feel sorry for the Purple Cold Sword Saint, but he also admired the enemy in front of him from the bottom of his heart.

After burying her, Zhao Yulong found the pair of daggers that she had fallen to the ground before she died. I saw two daggers each engraved with a word, "Heaven" on one side and "Sea" on the other.

"Tianhai!" Thinking about it, Zhao Yulong habitually read it out, but felt that something was wrong. Because the surname of the Longevity God King is Tianhai, but he knows that the Longevity God King will not harm him, and Tianhai Broken Jade will not.

And Tianhai Weier, as a princess, would not send someone to assassinate herself, but Tianhai was obviously a little suspicious. But when I think about it, I don't seem to have much contact with him, and he shouldn't want to take his own life.

Therefore, now that I think about it, it makes Zhao Yulong a little puzzled: "It should be that I think too much! Maybe these two daggers are not a pair!"

Thinking about it, he put it in the ring. I was about to leave, but I felt a wave of murderous intent around me again. This strength is naturally much worse than that of the Purple Cold Sword Saint, but the number is not quite large.

After he appeared in front of Zhao Yulong, he found that there were more than 100 of these fallen angels: "Sure enough, this Oriental girl is unreliable, and we still have to take action!" Boy, we have killed so many of our brothers over the years, should we settle this account?"

Zhao Yulong: "What you have done in our East over the years, I also see it, this account should indeed be recovered by me!"

Fallen Angel: "Yo! It's quite arrogant, it seems that you don't take us 100 people seriously." Anyway, the people who scream the loudest are often the fastest to die! Just scream well! Brothers, do it!"

Then, he saw the flying combat skills coming towards Zhao Yulong. On the other hand, the tearing of the sky performed by Zhao Yulong is not eye-catching. Therefore, the fallen angel couldn't help laughing: "Where did this third-rate move come from, it is so ordinary!"

But Zhao Yulong was not affected by it, but approached him: "I'm sorry, it's his strength and weakness that determine the quality of a combat skill, not those fancy shelves." However, you don't have a chance to think about these questions anymore! If there is an afterlife, remember that the essence of combat skills is killing, not acting!"

The words were not loud, but there was a hint of pressure in them, which made those fallen angels shudder. was about to escape, but saw that Zhao Yulong had already broken the combat skills of the hundred people and killed them.

It's a pity that these fallen angels haven't run a few steps yet, and they all died under Zhao Yulong's sword.

Although he killed so many people at once, Zhao Yulong still felt a little unbearable. But the thought that if I didn't kill them, they would take their own lives, my heart was much more balanced.

Now I was about to leave, but I suddenly thought about it: I have traveled so many times that so many people want my life, there must be a mole who deliberately eavesdropped on my conversation with the Wanshou God King. After going back, even if you can't find someone, you have to let him restrain himself!

Thinking about it, Zhao Yulong cut off the heads of these fallen angels one by one, wrapped them in cloth, and put them in the ring.

After carefully observing the surroundings and finding that there were no other enemies, he took out a step to wipe the blood stains on the Heavenly Power Divine Sword and flew forward. However, he didn't dare to fly too high, because there were ordinary lands in the Heavenly Realm that were now occupied by the Protoss, and if he flew up, he was afraid that it would attract the attention of the Protoss.

Shortly after he left, four figures flashed through the forest on the ground. The four of them were all the ninth level of the King Soul Realm, and only one of them could be heard say: "Heavenly Throne, what are you pulling me for? At that time, the four of us should have gone up to help, otherwise these fallen angels would not have died!"

Celestial Throne: "Even if the four of us go up to help, those fallen angels will still die." Not only that, but we're going to die too! Can't you see the strength of that kid? Just a few breaths of effort, he can actually take the lives of hundreds of fallen angels, a speed that even the Seraph-angel Gabriel can't do. How can we be his opponents?"

"It's rare that he's alone in this realm, we can't just let him run!"

Tianfang Shenza: "Naturally, we can't, but we are not his opponents, only to play tricks with him! Not far ahead is a teahouse, with my understanding of him, he likes to drink tea, and will definitely go in and have a drink!"

"But what does that have to do with us?"

Celestial Throne: "You will know then!"

...... At this moment, Zhao Yulong was flying at a low altitude, but he was attracted by a burst of tea fragrance and couldn't help stopping: "Good fragrant tea, I didn't expect that there would be such good tea in the Nether!"

If you look at the ground, you can see that there is a teahouse left in this uninhabited place. Thinking that the fragrance of tea must have come from it, for this reason, Zhao Yulong landed and walked in.

But I saw that although the teahouse was empty, the things were very clean, and it was obvious that there were people living here not long ago. Coupled with the strong aroma of tea in the teahouse, it means that the owner should still be near this teahouse and has not left.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a rickety old man coming down from the upper floor. Although the old man's messy hair covered most of his face, part of his face was still exposed to Zhao Yulong's view.

For some reason, when Zhao Yulong saw his face, he had a sense of déjà vu, but he couldn't remember when he had seen the rickety old man.

What's even more strange is that the old man has a realm no less than Zhao Yulong. Although there is no comparison with Zhao Yulong in terms of strength, the strength of the King Soul Realm is very rare in the earth realm.

You must know that except for a Purple Cold Sword Saint who is the second in the Emperor Soul Realm, no one in the human race has ever reached the strength of the King Soul Realm. And right now, this old man turned out to be the sixth strength of the King Soul Realm, which really made Zhao Yulong wonder: when did so many strong people appear in the earth realm.

At this time, Zhao Yulong did not speak, but the old man was enthusiastic: "Young people are attracted by the fragrance of my tea?"

After hearing this, Zhao Yulong remembered that he came in to drink tea this time: "Exactly, I am not afraid of the jokes of the seniors, and the younger generations also like to taste tea very much, but they will only have some fur for making tea." So I came here this time to ask my seniors how to make tea!"

"It's easy to say! Since you want a way to make tea, take it over there! But before you can tell you the method, you have to finish my cup of tea first, which can be regarded as a recognition of my tea art!" After speaking, the old man poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Zhao Yulong.

Zhao Yulong wanted to know the brewing method as soon as possible, but he forgot that the tea had to be savored, so he drank it all in one gulp.

This move is undoubtedly a provocation for those who are loyal to the tea art, but at this moment, the old man didn't seem to care about Zhao Yulong's actions, but turned around and slowly wrote the brewing method on the paper: "Young man, seeing that you are so anxious to drink tea, you must have experienced a fierce battle, and you are thirsty!"

In this way, Zhao Yulong remembered his faux pas. I was about to get up and apologize, but I heard the old man say, "If my guess is right, the other party should want to kill you." I want to say that it is extremely stupid to deal with a strong man like you, and to fight hard head-on! If I had made a move, I would never have done this!"

After hearing this, Zhao Yulong suddenly became vigilant, got up and took the Heavenly Power Divine Sword in his hand: "Then if it is a senior, what will he do?"

The old man was still writing with his back to Zhao Yulong, completely ignoring that Zhao Yulong had already held the Heavenly Power Divine Sword in his hand at this moment: "If it were me, I would definitely poison you when you weren't paying attention." For example, the tea you just drank was drugged by me!"

As soon as the old man's words fell, Zhao Yulong felt dizzy. Since the realm reached the King Soul Realm, his body has long been invulnerable, and ordinary poisons can't help him at all. Therefore, Zhao Yulong has long neglected and stopped taking precautions in this regard.

Now I found out that I had been tricked, but it was too late. Now that he has a splitting headache, it is difficult to even hold the Heavenly Power Divine Sword, let alone fight with the old man. Thinking about it, I can't help but feel that the old man is insidious, and I regret my momentary negligence.

But now it's too late to do anything, and for the sake of the Heavenly Power Divine Sword not to be taken away by the other party. Zhao Yulong simply took it back into the ring, and was staggering forward to attack, but was gently pushed by the old man and fell to the ground.

(End of chapter)