Chapter 147: Murder Night

After returning to his tent, Li Hao did not cultivate, nor did he rest, but took a white cloth and carefully wiped the Silent Demon Sword.

Now, it is time to deal with this scourge, lest there be long nights and dreams.

What Li Hao wants to kill is naturally Li Yuanfang.

With his current strength, it is more than enough to kill a nine-star spirit master, and it is very likely that he will complete the spatial formation tomorrow, and when he returns to the family, it will not be so easy to do it.

So, tonight, Li Yuanfang must die!

"By the way, Thirteen, this Li Yuanfang is the head of the family, and I can also be regarded as his subordinate, killing him should be regarded as a rebellious mission, right?" Li Hao put away the Silent Demon Sword and asked.

"Count!" Thirteen replied in the affirmative, and said after a moment of silence: "Level 2 Rebellion Mission, complete the reward point 70."

"70 points? This old guy is worth a lot. Li Hao shot a fierce light in his eyes, glanced outside, and muttered: "What a beautiful moonlight, it's a pity that this is the last time someone appreciates ......"

At the same time, outside the tent.

At this moment, the noise of the day, as darkness descends, also slowly fades, and is replaced by an oppressive and tense atmosphere.

Although there was no sign of the beast tide attacking again, all the forces did not dare to relax their vigilance, and on the surrounding fortresses, there were many guards standing on the temporary stone piers, looking ahead vigilantly.

According to the arrangement of the three major forces, each force needs to send one or two people out to guard, and they all have their own areas of responsibility.

At this moment, the two figures were leaning together, discussing something in a low voice.

"That little bastard has broken through to the eight-star spirit master, and now even if I make a move, I won't be able to kill him. Although his voice was extremely low, he could still hear that it was Li Yuanfang who was speaking.

Beside him, there was a middle-aged man in bloody clothes, who said gloomily, "No matter what, the gang leader said, you must not let that little bastard get out of the Mandarin Duck Mountain Range alive, otherwise it will not be so easy to kill him when the tiger returns to the mountain." ”

"Okay, then I'll think of a way ......" Li Yuan nodded with a smile, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I don't know, what's going on in Pingyang City?"

"Don't worry, the gang leader has already arranged everything, and now that Li Mo is not here, the Li family has lost its biggest support, and the second gang leader has brought a lot of strong people to the past to conspire with big things......"

"Okay!" Hearing this, Li Yuanfang's eyes burst with joy, and he glanced at the middle-aged man in bloody clothes, and a hideous smile appeared on his face.

Bite!

Just as the hideous smile on their faces had just risen, they heard a subtle and sharp sound in the distance, like a silver needle falling to the ground.

The two of them looked at each other sharply, only to see a faint figure in the bushes not far away.

"Who?!"

A low cry of rage came from the mouths of both men almost at the same time, but the figure in the bushes did not move.

After the two glanced at each other, Li Yuanfang's expression flickered for a while, and said, "Brother Qi, you go over and take a look, just let me guard here." ”

The middle-aged man in bloody clothes hesitated for a moment, didn't talk nonsense, and rushed over directly, and then carefully landed in front of the bush.

Behind him, Li Yuanfang stood in place, staring at the blood-clothed middle-aged man without blinking, and for some reason, a trace of uneasiness rose in his heart.

In his intently gaze, he saw the middle-aged man in bloody clothes take a few steps forward, and then suddenly let out a dull "hmm" sound, and the whole person stood there.

"Brother Qi, what's going on?" Although the voice was dull, it couldn't escape Li Yuanfang's ears, and he hurriedly asked.

However, the middle-aged man in bloody clothes still stood there, did not turn around, did not answer, like a sculpture.

The uneasiness in his heart was even stronger, Li Yuanfang's expression flickered again, he held the sword in his hand tightly, quietly transported his aura, and then slowly walked over.

However, there were no accidents along the way, which made him feel a little calmer.

"Brother Qi, what happened?" Approaching, Li Yuanfang gently patted his palm on the shoulder of the middle-aged man in bloody clothes and asked.

However, just when his palm touched the blood-clothed middle-aged man, the latter's body, which was originally immovable, suddenly fell backwards and fell straight to the ground.

Shocked, Li Yuanfang took a few steps back suddenly, and immediately fixed his eyes, his face became extremely ugly.

I saw that the middle-aged man in bloody clothes had already lost his breath at this moment, and there were still vigilance and doubts in his wide eyes, and there were actually a few silver needles densely tied on his throat and forehead.

"Quenching the poison silver needle!" When he saw this silver needle, Li Yuanfang's face suddenly changed greatly.

And at this moment, he suddenly felt a cold wind blowing on his neck, and immediately a heavy object was placed on his neck, and the cold metallic texture made his scalp hairy.

Turning around slowly, Li Yuanfang's eyes shrank suddenly, because at this moment, there was an extra young man in white in front of him.

Under the moonlight, the young man in white held a black broken knife in his hand, the broken knife was on his neck, the sharp blade touched the skin, making people shudder, as long as he waved it slightly, he could immediately make his body look different.

And the young man in front of him, with a faint smile on his face, made people feel the coldness of death.

"Li Yuanfang, Liangchen Meijing, it's a pleasure to see you again. ”

Feeling the killing intent in those words, Li Yuanfang's face was extremely ugly, he really couldn't imagine how Li Hao approached him silently!

Swallowing his saliva, Li Yuanfang looked at the broken knife on his neck and shouted, "Li Hao, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Hearing this, Li Hao also smiled, shrugged his shoulders, and said casually, "Kill you." ”

"You dare?" Li Yuanfang shouted loudly, but he was a little bit fierce on the outside and on the inside, he understood the ruthless methods of the young man in front of him, he definitely dared to swing a knife and send himself to Huangquan Road.

"Do I dare you understand...... However, before I kill you, I have some interest in what you have discussed. ”

Li Hao still looked unhurried and unhurried, and said, "What are you and Ji Huarou conspiring with the Blood Axe Gang, and what are the major events in Pingyang City?"

Hearing this, Li Yuanfang's expression changed for a while, he looked at the broken knife on his neck, swallowed his saliva, and said, "I can tell you, but you have to let me go!"

"Very good!" Li Hao actually took out the broken knife.

Secretly scolding a fool in his heart, Li Yuanfang's face was happy, and he said slowly, "Our plan is ......"

Speaking of this, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and immediately his hands were raised suddenly, and dozens of poisonous needles flew out of his sleeves, stabbing Li Hao's chest.

"Little bastard, do you really think that you are the only one who has a secret weapon?" The hideous killing intent began to appear on Li Yuanfang's face.

"Bell Block!"

However, the sinister smile on his face had not yet expanded, but he found that those silver needles were as if they had hit an invisible wall, and they were actually blocked when they were only a dozen centimeters away from Li Hao!

"Damn it, soul power!"

Feeling the invisible energy, Li Yuanfang's face suddenly became extremely ugly.