"Oh!" Ning Yue squinted at Gao Zhiwu, who was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Although trekking through mountains and rivers these days, the amount of activity is not as much as a senior traveler in a day. Kochi is probably not just a stupid lack of tendons, he is probably still a senior otaku.

"Brother Ning—"

"What?"

"What are you digging up there? Could it be that there are sweet potatoes in the soil?"

"Didn't you say you're dying? I'm going to bury you......"

"Huh?" Gao Zhiwu turned over and sat up, "No need, Brother Ning, I've rested and I'm much better now." ”

Suddenly, Kochi craned his neck. The nose was violently wide open, and he used all his strength to sniff the air greedily.

"Brother Ning, have you ever smelled a charming fragrance, like the fragrance of the buns when they are lifted out of the cage?"

"That must be your hallucination! It's still thirty miles away from the Source Mansion. If Brother Gao can keep up with me, he will still be able to enter the Open Source Mansion before the curfew...... Hey, brother, where are you going?"

While Ning Yue was talking, Gao Zhiwu had already rushed towards the corner of the intersection. Under the scorching sun, a silvery-white thread hung down along Kochi's chin.

Around the corner, Kochi saw what was causing his saliva to flow. A simple shed with a small flag with a post character hanging on the flagpole above. A small post appeared thirty miles away from the source house. And the thirty or forty people in the inn were still planning to have lunch.

What a beautiful picture this is, the beautiful Kochi almost fell into a dog after a sudden brake.

Hearing the movement, dozens of pairs of eyes shot towards Kochi. In each pair's eyes, there was a faint cold glow. Gao Zhiwei instantly lost his soul, because the group of people in front of him were all wearing uniform black clothes, although the mask was dropped, this dress still made Gao Zhiwei feel familiar.

"I'm just passing by......" Kochi said with a dry smile, hesitantly taking two steps back. The black-clothed people on the opposite side suddenly burst out with a divine light of surprise, dropped the buns in their hands, and picked up the knives in their hands and stood up.

The sword light was cold, reflecting a dazzling blue light in the harsh sunlight, and it was a dazzling brilliance. Let Kochi experience the cold of a winter night in the originally hot weather.

"Brother Ning-save me-"

"When-" At the moment when the sword qi was about to end, Ning Yue's figure mysteriously appeared beside Gao Zhiwei. Ning Yue doesn't know how to use a knife, and the only knife technique he can use is the method of flying knives. But Ning Yuehui's basic knife drawing technique, a knife light flashed, and the lotus handle knife was already out of its sheath. In an instant, the sword qi that came to his body was annihilated by Ning Yue's slash.

Ning Yue lowered her head, a strand of hair hanging down, fluttering slightly in the wind. The action was frozen on the spot, and the dozens of killers on the opposite side of the shock did not dare to move. It wasn't that Ning Yue deliberately wanted to be cool, but that he had strained the muscles in his waist for the first time by imitating the knife drawing technique.

Seeing Ning Yue's expression twitch slightly, Gao Zhi pushed Ning Yue suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?"

"Flashed the waist ......"

"What? you can't move, so aren't we dead?" shouted Kochi's frightened sword.

"With such a shout, we are really dead?" Ning Yue had long known that Gao Zhiwu was very pitiful, but she didn't expect him to be such a pit. The killer on the opposite side heard Gao Zhi's exclamation, and instantly raised his knife with a sneer.

In a hurry, the cloak behind him swept hundreds of bone-piercing nails and shot out like submachine guns. These bone-piercing nails were all attached to Ning Yue's innate internal force, and they were launched with a special luck method. Almost no one can take it under the innate realm.

"Snort-" More than a dozen killers who rushed to the front fell to the ground one after another. The rest all paused and looked at Ning Yue, who was still in her posture, with a look of horror.

The killers looked at Gao Zhiwei's eyes and were very resentful, why can't they move? Can't move so many hidden weapons with one move? If they can, will they slaughter us all in minutes?

"Brother Ning...... Are you alright?"

"It's all right!"

"What about you...... Why is it still deadlock......ed? Isn't it okay to flash your waist?"

"Being pitted like this by you, my waist is already healed. I don't move because I don't dare to act rashly now, there are masters!"

"Huh?" Gao Zhiwei's neck couldn't help but shrink, in his impression, the master was Ning Yue. And Ning Yue called it a master...... It should be amazing. The killer's target was not Ning Yue, he knew this very well. So even Ning Yue, a master who had to take it so seriously, Gao Zhiwei was a little scared.

"Master Gao, you are standing behind me now, taking five steps back. Within five steps, I can take care of you. That master is hidden in the shadows, and he must be waiting for the opportunity to kill with one blow. ”

"Kill-" This voice was very cold and cold, but it made Ning Yue think of Qianduxue. But Ning Yue knew that Twilight Snow would never say it with her mouth. The voice came from the depths of the post station, and Ning Yue didn't see who it came from anyway. The killers who are alive have suddenly struck.

Their cultivation is similar to that of Mo Xing Meteor who assassinated Ning Yue at the beginning, and they look extremely similar to their dressing techniques. Perhaps, they are from the same killer organization.

At the time when dozens of sword qi were approaching, Ning Yue's body suddenly rose to the heavens. The body guard is like a bee flapping its wings and flying, buzzing and chirping. For a long time, Ning Yue was not very worried about the thing of protecting the body. He believes that the act of standing and letting the enemy attack casually is not self-confidence, but stupidity.

The most common thing in the world is variables. No one knows what kind of hole cards the opponent has. The inability of the acquired realm to break the innate realm's body protection qi was originally the most ridiculous lie, at least Ning Yue had two ways to break the innate qi when she was in the acquired realm.

But at this moment, Ning Yue had to pin her hopes on her innate qi. The other party's mysterious master has already locked himself with sword intent, as long as he makes any moves, he will be greeted by the opponent's earth-shattering sword.

"Boom-" The waves of qi rolled, and the killers who flew in the air flew upside down one after another, and Ning Yue's innate qi did not disappoint him. A powerful spiritual pressure swept over, like a hurricane. At the moment when the explosion rose, Ning Yue moved.

Dancing with both hands, eight throwing knives are in the hands. In a flash of the sword, more than a dozen figures flying upside down were already killed in the air. Among the hidden weapons, the flying knife is the main killing. Ning Yue's innate internal force urged the throwing knife to shoot was not inferior to the bullets that erupted from the rifle. At the moment when the other party's lock was relaxed, Ning Yue ruthlessly killed him.

"Puff, puff—" More than a dozen landing sounds sounded, and before Ning Yue's hand could be put down, a sword light suddenly lit up. The black gauze skirt, the black veil, the blue light of the sword, the figure as fast as a ghost.

This was the first image Ning Yue saw between the calcium carbide fireworks. From the depths of the post station, a gorgeous figure shot out, and the green silk flying all over her head was like a heavenly maiden descending to earth. The slender sword in his hand exudes awe-inspiring sword intent.

The unity of man and sword is a mystery that many swordsmen find difficult to comprehend in their lives. The unity of man and sword is also the supreme realm of the realm of tricks. The woman in black in the air was able to suddenly use the killing sword momentum of the combination of human and sword.

Ning Yue knew that he had encountered the most thrilling duel in his life. The method of immeasurable finger snatching instantly circulated in the body, and almost half a breath, the finger power had condensed between the two fingers.

I have encountered the moment of life and death more than once before, but every time the enemy has suppressed himself with absolute strength. But this time, the strength of this female assassin is by no means stronger than herself, to be precise, it should be half a catty. But she still has the ability to kill herself in one move. It's not that Ning Yue is getting worse and worse, but that martial arts have reached a certain height, and victory or defeat is between life and death.

The unity of human and sword is the strongest killing move of a female assassin, but if she can't stand it, Ning Yue will die. This is her killing move of exchanging her life for her life, and it is also the most unreasonable, so that Ning Yue has no choice but to take on the killing move.

The sword qi was approaching, and the blue sword light was like a red letter spit out by a poisonous snake. The sharpness of the sword faintly stabbed Ning Yue's eyebrows like a needle cone. The finger force is shot out, as if it has crossed the long river of time.

Ning Yue could actually point at her eyebrows like an assassin, but Ning Yue didn't dare to be more ruthless than a killer. Therefore, Ning Yue's finger met with the sword that shot out.

"Boom-" The aura swept wildly again, and the simple shed of the post station was instantly blown into the sky by the swept wind.

Gao Zhiwu hugged the thigh-thick tree trunk beside him, and his face was full of excitement and envy. He had heard of martial arts, but only to hear it. He couldn't imagine that martial arts could really change the world and call for wind and rain......

Suddenly, Kochi let go of the trunk of the tree and threw himself at the black object flying around him. It was a steamer swept by the wind, and the fragrance inside woke up Kochi's hungry stomach again.

"Snort-" Ning Yue flew upside down, and the flying sword in the killer's hand on the opposite side came out of his hand. The pupils in Ning Yue's eye sockets shrank suddenly, and she only felt that her eyebrows were split in half by something in an instant.

This is the killer's killer move, this is the killer's means to finish off himself. The killer has calculated all the details of everything from beginning to end. The sword she took out of her hand was smeared with poison, even if it was rubbed a little skin, it could kill Ning Yue. And at this moment, the sword that flew out of his hand had already hit his chest.

After fighting with the opponent's sword gang, the internal force in the body was temporarily short-circuited. And the killer's grasp of this moment is outrageous. If Ning Yue couldn't regain his breath before the flying sword pierced his chest, he would definitely die.

Suddenly, Ning Yue moved! The palm of her hand slammed towards the flying sword glowing with blue light. Regardless of whether the blade of the flying sword will cut through the palm of his hand, it seems that he is desperate to gamble.

Looking at Ning Yue's movements, the corners of the black-clothed woman's mouth on the opposite side were slightly hooked. In an instant, he slammed headlong into the trunk of a large tree and vomited a mouthful of blood. But she was still very happy, as long as she completed the assassination goal, what did it mean to get a little injury? There are already many masters who have died under this trick.