On the second day, the cold and slight Fengcheng did not appear.

His usual friends were strange, and when they stepped into the mansion of the cold and prosperous city, they were stunned by the corpses all over the ground. When the city guard heard the news, he led his troops to come, searched along the bloodstains, and finally found a secret passage in the inner house. After the soldiers searched, they found that Han Wei Fengcheng's body had been cut all over the place, and there were several women who had committed suicide with great revenge.

In Magnolia City, two of Hanwei's disciples also died. The Magnolia Castle Guard found countless gold coins and antique jade artifacts at the two murder sites, and the two inner mansions were luxurious, which shocked the city lord.

Under the severity of the matter, the city lord immediately decided to report to the Duanmu Dynasty.

Seven days later, when Han Wei Chengfeng learned the news, the children of Han Wei's family scattered all over the country were almost dead. Most of the places where the murders took place were the mansions of the children of Hanwei, and the assassins did it cleanly. These Hanwei children either died in their sleep, and the concubines around them did not realize that the person next to them had already become a corpse, or they were stabbed to death by a sword while eating, or they died in their own secret room.

The Assassins did not search for their belongings except for their marks, but as the city guards searched them, their bad deeds were revealed.

A large number of gold coins and luxury items were found, and various rumors began to spread slowly. It is rumored that the heirs of the Hanwei family are cunning and robbing, wantonly collecting wealth, bullying men and women, and acting for the tiger. After hearing these rumors, the people rushed to tell each other, and the prestige of the Hanwei family began to become discredited, and the only thing these murders had in common was that the place where the murder occurred was marked by divine punishment.

In the Grifson Fortress, Han Weiming paced back and forth in his tent with a dark face, thinking about countermeasures, and there were several Han Weiming's disciples in the tent trembling slightly, and their eyes were locked on Han Weiming, hoping that they would be able to come up with a countermeasure.

Han Weiming is in his 30s and has a burly figure. A set of bright silver armor was worn majestically on his body, and a few scars on his face and neck not only did not destroy his appearance, but added some heroic aura. But now Han Weiming frowned, his face was a little distorted, and the scars on his distorted face were hideous and terrifying, indescribably weird.

What happened in the past seven days made Han Weiming frightened by the elusive assassination methods of the divine punishment killer. I also began to feel anxious about my own safety.

Although he was still murderous on the surface, Han Weiming's children, who often followed him, could still feel the panic in Han Weiming's heart. Han Weiming learned from the news of the head of the family that at least 30 Han Wei's children had died across the country, and most of them were killed with one blow, except for a few children who were tortured to extract confessions before their deaths. The Assassins were quite sophisticated, and most of the dead were choked with a sword or pierced through the heart.

Among the remaining Han Wei disciples, Han Weiming is a powerful figure. Since arriving at Grifson Fortress, Han Weiming has led by example, taking the lead and mingling with the low-level soldiers. Han Weiming's efforts were also appreciated by Duanmu Feng, and Han Weiming also worked hard step by step from the original lieutenant to the position of general.

With more power in his hands, Han Weiming has only begun to secretly cultivate his own power in the past few years, and quietly arranged his cronies to various important places in the fortress.

But on the bright side, Han Wei can really be regarded as a fierce general who has worked hard for the empire. In recent years, there are often demonic beasts in the rear of the fortress to harass the supply line, Han Weiming led the sergeants to guard the supply line day and night, escorting the supplies to the fortress along the way, during which he killed countless demonic beasts, and suffered several minor injuries. The soldiers' eyes were full of respect and morale when they looked at Han Weiming. To be able to serve under such a general is indeed to forget about the dangers that are everywhere.

"Don't stay away from your tent these days, and be on guard. If necessary, prepare a transfiguration scroll and send a transponder for help if something happens. In addition, a part of the soldiers will be sent to guard the perimeter of the camp tent, and I will tell the general the truth before making plans. You also send someone to the place where the incident occurred to find out the news, and it is best to ask the family for help directly!"

After calming down a few of his panicked fellow clansmen, Han Weiming asked them to go back and prepare. After a few people left the camp, Han Weiming summed it up and took a team of personal soldiers out of the barracks and walked towards the residential area in the rear.

After instructing all the sergeants to be vigilant, Han Weiming pushed open the door of his mansion and walked towards the inner room. Here, Han Weiming only occasionally stays on weekdays.

After scanning the surroundings and finding no signs of anyone's intrusion, Han Weiming breathed a sigh of relief, pulled out his saber and stabbed it towards an inconspicuous depression on the inside of the pillar.

The sound of a "click" sounded.

Han Weiming dodged into the secret room, and before Han Weiming could close the stone door of the secret room. At this time, the mutation protruded, and a black long sword instantly stabbed towards Han Weiming's eyebrows, Han Weiming was shocked, and was attacked in a hurry, and he couldn't grab the sword and could only dodge backwards. A black shadow instantly burst forward, blocking Han Weiming in the secret room.

Han Weiming grabbed the sword in his hand and just wanted to shout for the soldiers outside to support, but the next words of the man in black made Han Weiming feel like falling into an ice cave.

"Han Weiming, the general of the Imperial Griffinson Fortress, is deeply loved by the soldiers, I didn't expect that there would be such a secret room to do such a thing?

"Your Excellency is the divine punishment assassin who wantonly kills the children of my clan these days, right? Just by relying on this general-level cultivation to kill so many people of my clan, the means can't help but be unconvincing, but you are not qualified to kill me!"

Han Weiming's whole body was instantly wrapped in a layer of green battle qi, and layers of green smoke instantly erupted from the sword. The man in black didn't expect Han Weiming's means, and couldn't help but flicker. However, the man in black covered his face with his right arm. The long sword in his left hand transformed into a debut sword light, and his figure began to transform into several phantoms, instantly surrounding Han Weiming.

Han Weiming's long sword hissed, and a green sword qi inspired it like a poisonous snake winding towards the man in black.

I didn't see much movement of the man in black, and a few sword lights flashed. The green sword qi was dispersed into the air in response, and the sword light stabbed out by several phantoms around Han Weiming instantly shattered Han Weiming's body protection qi shield. It left a few punctures on Han Weiming's body.

Han Weiming's body shook a few times, and his eyes showed disbelief. Not only was the sword qi broken at the peak of his own battle king, but the phantom at the opponent's transformation place could break the talisman battle qi without using the battle qi. The Assassin's skills are evident. Are you really going to die here today?

The Assassin was about to stab his sword again, but the poisonous gas he had inhaled earlier made his figure shake.

Han Weiming was about to hand over the long sword in his hand, when he suddenly found that there was a man in black staring at him behind him.

Seeing the other man in black make any moves, Han Weiming felt that the temperature in the secret room instantly became cold and biting. The green mist that had been sprayed from his body before began to crystallize, turning into patches of green snowflakes.

Han Weiming was shocked, the person who came was an ice magician, and his own blue scale battle qi was greatly reduced.

The Man in Black was about to hold on, but the previous Assassin was blocked by him. The poisonous gas in the secret room was frozen, and the man in black put down the hand that was blocking his face, and the whole person began to become focused.

The murderous aura slowly emanated from his body, and the tip of the long sword began to condense a little black flash, and before Han Weiming could react, the long sword stabbed lightly.

Han Weiming suddenly realized that he couldn't dodge this sword at all. Although the sword in front of him was frivolous, it was a different scene in Han Weiming's eyes. The black light in the tip of the sword has a terrifying power, and no matter which direction you dodge, the sword seems to be able to pierce itself, and there is no other way than to block it.

Knowing that he couldn't escape, the cold weather was cold, and he gave up dying without dignity. Years of service in Griffson have made him carry a trace of iron blood, his body is infused with energy, the bright silver armor is covered by a layer of emerald green shield, and the green qi on the long sword is slowly condensed, stabbing towards the black light.

"Poof!"

The two switched places, and the black light on the black-clothed man's long sword dissipated, and his body seemed to fall for a moment. But the long sword in the black-clothed man's hand shook violently, and the black energy of his whole body exploded, and the green tendons on his arms appeared. A faint green line slowly appeared on his hand, drops of green ink oozing from the tips of his fingers. Unexpectedly, during the battle, the man in black could actually force out the poisonous gas he had inhaled before.

Han Weiming's long sword still maintained its stabbing appearance, but only half of the long sword remained. A look of pain slowly appeared on his face, and the broken sword fell to the ground. Han Weiming covered his throat with both hands, gurgling blood spurted out without money, one person was at the peak of the king level, and one person was at the junior level of the war general, a big level of difference, but the ending was that Han Weiming's long sword was broken and his throat was pierced.