Sean couldn't hide at all, twenty years of imprisonment had caused him irreparable damage in his bones, and these days he had to fight with the strong poison infused by Fan Xian, and finally reopened the meridians, but found that after a tense escape, he turned around and killed the three vicious dogs that were chasing after him, and wasted some of his body.

He clung to the branches, his chest had begun to rise and fall, his breathing was a little short, and he couldn't help laughing at himself, he was getting old, and he was really useless.

Yue Sè entered the forest, and he could clearly see that the seven powerful horns with long knives were pressing towards his hiding place in a very cautious way. Sean was actually a little shocked, since he was released from prison, this was the first time he saw the tiger guards in the mission, he didn't know when Qingguo had such a strong batch of force outside the six departments of the Supervision Yuan.

But what he was more worried about was the young man named Fan Xian. Sean has long known that the other party is determined to kill him, so he deliberately sold a flaw.

Crossing the mountain next to the forest, there was the Fog River, and the team sent by Sean's most secret disciple was waiting for him on the other side of the border.

Sean had a cold glint in his eyes and decided to give it a go. At this time, it had been two hours since he had escaped from the mission camp, and the tracking and counter-tracking had also been carried out silently and solemnly for two hours, and the distant eastern horizon had already revealed a faint white, and the peculiar white fog beside the great lake had begun to rise in the dwarf cedar forest.

As the fog gradually filled the forest, this was Sean's chance, and he silently slid down the branches, his whole body lying flat on the ground covered with rotten mud, like a loach, in the direction that the seven tiger guards were searching, bravely retrograde. Crawling on the mud floor, Sean gradually found that familiar feeling, the feeling that many years ago, when he was a little spy in the Northern Wei Dynasty, when he was born and died.

The old man suppressed his heavy breathing to the extreme, and the pure true qi in his body supported his somewhat poor jīng strength, and under the cover of the fog, he was about to "pass by" with the seven powerful tiger guards, although some wolves bèi, some lost the demeanor of a generation of strange people, but as long as they can break through this forest and return to the north along the way, it seems that a qiē is not a problem.

............ Duh!

Three crossbow arrows like poisonous snakes, like eyes, thundered like lightning towards Sean's body that was attached to the ground. Sean's body seemed to have some kind of sensing function in itself, and before the crossbow bolt reached his body, he had already moved a few inches sideways to the left life before he escaped the doom of being pierced.

But in this way, his whereabouts have been exposed, and the seven long knives that are like snow devouring blood have turned into a terrifying net, covering the sky directly above that place.

A muffled snort sounded, Sean had disappeared in place, the true combat power of a generation of powerhouses finally broke out at this moment, the air in the forest crackled and shattered, and in a moment, the old man had already floated to the outside of the seven long knives, and leaned forward, and his momentum actually dispersed the dense fog at the end of the night, and slapped two palms on the long knife!

The long knife broke off weakly, and the two tiger guards snorted, and were shocked by Sean's pair of fleshy palms and flew outward, and their bodies slammed against the trees, breaking the two small trees from it.

Gundam let out a wild shout, grabbed the hilt of the long sword with both hands, and slashed at the ghost-like figure with white hair scattered all over his head!

The knife roared, but Sean was expressionless, the pair of eyes hidden in the white hair glowed with a faint light, his palms closed, his body disappeared into the mist, and the unstoppable knife of Gundam was avoided, and a palm was struck, and the strong wind made Gundam temporarily avoid for a moment.

In an instant, the long knives of the remaining four tiger guards followed like snow, enveloping Sean's whole body.

Sean roared, kicked the ground with both feet, the mud flew wildly, ten fingers burst out, and countless wooden strips sharpened into thin needles stabbed in all directions!

The four tiger guards listened to the sound of sneering and breaking the wind, holding the long knife with both hands and dancing to protect the whole body, and the handle of the knife was even more attached to the front, for fear that these unknown hidden weapons would pierce their eyes.

Gundam slashed again, the strong knife wind blew away the wooden thorns that came to him, held the knife in both hands, looked up, and saw that Sean's body had turned into a faint shadow, penetrating the dense fog, and approaching the treetops.

............ La-la-la, the newly grown leaves were shaken and scattered everywhere by a powerful force, Fan Xian's body in black clothes, like a stone from the sky, smashed horizontally to the highest place, his true qi was about to be exhausted, and he reached out to grab Sean who wanted to grab the branch!

He has been hidden on one side, the three crossbow arrows from him before, he finally saw such a good opportunity, how could he miss it?

In the flash of light, he and Sean had already collided with each other, and the slender dagger with black light stabbed the old man's throat fiercely!

But at this time, Fan Xian suddenly found that Sean's eyes hidden in the white sè messy hair turned out to be calm!

Sean's full jīng god is actually placed on Fan Xian's body, and what he is waiting for is actually this moment. Another scream rang out from the dry lips of the old man who was extremely eager for zìyóu, and his hands struck a mistake extremely quickly, and he very skillfully grabbed Fan Xian's wrist holding the knife, and the other hand spat out like a poisonous snake, stabbing Fan Xian's eyes exposed outside the black cloth.

The two of them did not stop, and slammed into the tree fiercely, and Sean seemed to have even calculated this strength, and deliberately stayed behind the elbow bend, but with the power of the shock, he accelerated the speed of digging into Fan Xian's eyes.

The old man's fingers were thin and dry, and he looked very terrifying, but Fan Xian's eyes brightened.

In the thick fog, two hands with different skins were twisted together like towels, and a strange feeling flashed in Sean's eyes, as if he didn't know how the black-clothed Fan Xian stretched out that hand.

This is a kind of prediction, a kind of prediction of the enemy's attack, which is a good result under the stick education of Lord Wuzhu.

No matter how terrifying Sean is, there is no Wuzhu horror. Fan Xian snorted, his right hand was wrapped around Sean's wrist, and the violent true qi attacked the opponent's body, and with a horizontal swing of his empty hand, a bright light pierced the white mist.

That's Blade!

Sean raised his palm, shook Fan Xian's wrist, pushed one knee into his lower abdomen, pressed the thumb of his right hand, and the black light in his nails was so faint that it was extremely difficult to see, and it narrowly swept past Fan Xian's neck.

When Sean moved his thumb, Fan Xian screwed his body first, relying on the endless true power in his body, forcibly avoided the kick below, and felt a chill on his left shoulder, knowing that the blade hidden in the other party's nails had cut through the flesh and blood.

The dagger in his left hand was held by Sean, and his right hand was competing with Sean for internal strength, and at first glance, it was impossible to exert force. But with a cold shoulder pain, Fan Xian snorted, and a sharp blade stretched out under the dagger, and suddenly broke off one of Sean's fingers!

No matter how strong Sean is, after all, he is old, and the pain of his finger breaking makes his right hand slightly loose, and Fan Xian silently pressed down violently, and the slender dagger shining with black light ...... Pierced Sean in the left shoulder!

............ At this time, the two were still in the process of falling, and Sean was silent, as if the knife was not pierced on himself, but he still opened his mouth, and seemed to be in some pain.

A thin needle squirted out of the old man's mouth and hit Fan Xian's face!

Fan Xian's left foot slammed on Sean's knee, and after a cracking sound, his body was forced to rise half a foot high, allowing the needle to sink into his chest. He felt a dull pain in his chest, and with a turn of his left wrist, two long black daggers with blades above and below cut Sean's wrist like a windmill.

With a snap, Sean withdrew his hand, and Jīng's pure true power gave him enough power to shake Fan Xian's right hand.

Fan Xian's right hand seemed to be weakly leaning back, swiping it on his hairline...... And then, like a bolt of lightning, it bounced back! The thin needle between his fingers pierced Sean's neck with great tenderness!

Sean's body stiffened, Fan Xian also felt a tightness in his chest, and the two finally smashed to the ground, shaking up a burst of fallen leaves and rotten mud, and the smell was embarrassing.

A long knife slashed horizontally, making a sound of slashing some kind of flesh, and the fog rose again, and Gundam, who was holding the knife in both hands, looked at Lord Fan, whose clothes were mottled with blood stains nearby, but found that there was no trace of Sean.

Fan Xian and Sean this silent fight, seems to be a long time, in fact, it is only from the treetops to the tree this process of falling, in a short moment, the two old and young strong men in the dark night, silently engaged in the most dangerous competition in the world, the two of them seem to be ordinary knees and wrists, but in fact condensed the most jīng Hua killing techniques in the Northern Wei Dynasty, Fan Xian's killing experience since childhood.

It's not flashy, but it's effective. If any strong man fights against Sean or Fan Xian at the end of this foggy night, I am afraid that I will feel a chill.

This is the fight between two assassins of the Nine Pins, and in this world, the number of such scenes is extremely rare.

"Sean is done. ”

Fan Xian coughed twice, and with his extremely thin gloved hand, he pulled out the thin needle that almost killed him from the special clothes of the Supervision Yuan, and once again confirmed that the poison of the slight wound on his shoulder was not very powerful, and then silently reloaded the crossbow.