Chapter 9: The Three Assassins of the Oni Clan

The three brothers of the ghost family are a little-known, weak and ninth-rate killer group in Middle-earth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Of course, they won't admit it.

Three years ago, the three brothers received a commission from a killer to target the youngest granddaughter of Shen Tujia, a famous sage in Middle-earth. Task reward is a meta-sword.

After receiving this task, the three brothers of the Ghost Clan were stupidly happy for a while.

That's the Yuan Sword! The so-called Yuan Sword is a magic circle that has been blessed by the refiner, and it can transmit the cultivator's energy. Even the lowest Yuan Sword is hard to find.

Especially for the Mortal Realm cultivators whose internal strength cannot be released, its role is needless to say.

With this Yuan Sword, the three brothers of the Ghost Family have the confidence to squeeze into the threshold of the Eighth-Rate Killer Group, not to mention that the target is just a weak little girl!

As for Shen Tujia's reputation as a wise man, this is nothing at all for a killer.

Perhaps those killer groups who are forced to shine, taking care of their feathers, will not take on such an identity-damaging mission.

But the three brothers of the ghost family are not, he has never had such a thing.

It was an excellent mission with little risk and huge reward, who would have thought that they would follow the broken ox cart, hiding in the endless grassland for three years, and finally came to this country in the far north recently.

Three years..... Unexpectedly, their good time was wasted in the vast grassland, and in the past three years, the eldest ghost sword of the three brothers of the ghost family has broken through from the high level of the Mortal Realm to the peak of the Mortal Realm.

They had thought many times that they should not give up on this task. But thieves also have their own rules, and killer organizations also have their own rules. After the contract is made, they would rather die than give up, otherwise they will be hunted down by all their peers.

But fortunately, this dark day is finally coming to an end......

In a narrow and gloomy alley outside the central square of Sanyin City, three gloomy eyes stared at the two figures in the center of the square.

One is petite and lovely, the other is thin but tall.

That little girl was their target, as for the seemingly strong wild man beside the little girl. Just kidding, how could such a poor country, these mushroom-haired and blood-drinking savages, from Middle-earth, be able to look at them?

They are great cultivators!

"Big brother, third brother, wait here for me to kill that little lady, and then our brother can return to Middle-earth. ā€

"Go and go...... The younger brother is here to wait for the second brother to open the victory, and then we hurry out of this wild place. ā€

"The second brother should be neat, let the brother see your methods, whether you have grown in the past three years. ā€

"Haha...... Big brother, you and the third brother are here to take a look!"

As soon as the words fell, a man with a thief's eyebrows and rat eyes got out of the alley, and in a moment he merged into the flow of people, and disappeared without a trace, like a dead leaf falling in the forest, silently.

The ghost hand blended into the flow of people, like the most ordinary waves in the sea, and as the flow of people surged, he quietly approached the petite figure in the center of the square.

His dress is no different from that of the people in San'in Castle, and he even communicates a few words with the people around him from time to time, and the language is also the orthodox slang of the Snow Country, without a trace of weirdness.

In the alley not far away, the ghost shadow of the third brother of the ghost family spoke, "Big brother, the second brother's stealth technique is getting more and more amazing, if I didn't know in advance, I wouldn't have found any trace of the second brother." ā€

"Haha...... Although the second brother is good, but what he is good at is a secret weapon after all, if it comes to stealth skills, our three brothers still take you as the best. ā€

"Haha.... Big brother praised it...."

Although Ghost Hand didn't think that the other party would be able to interfere with his assassination, as an excellent killer, he still came up with the best means, such as a lion fighting a rabbit, especially with all his might.

At this time, he was getting closer and closer to the little lady, the ghost hand secretly held his breath, and stretched out his hand from the wide robe, the five fingers of this hand were slender, white as jade, and each bone finger was as long as a ruler, slender and flexible but with terrifying explosive power.

It can be seen that the owner of this hand must be a person who cherishes his hand.

The ghost hand slowly approached Xue Linlang, and from his fingers twisted out a thin needle with a ghostly light, and it could be seen at a glance that this thin needle must have been quenched with poison.

Finally he came behind Xue Linlang, at this time Xue Linlang was still looking at Wen Qugong's ice sculpture in a daze, and a flash of light flashed irrepressibly in the eyes of the ghost hand, he only needed to use a poisonous needle to stab Xue Linlang's body, and this three-year task was over.

Just as he twisted the needle in his right hand and stabbed the back of Xue Linlang's neck like lightning, he was suddenly grabbed by another big hand.

How could it be? If the ghost hand was struck by lightning, how could anyone see through his assassination? And he tried to struggle, but he couldn't break free from the palm of his hand, which was as strong as an iron hoop.

The ghost hand looked up at the owner of this palm, it was the tall savage beside Xue Linlang, how could it be? It must be a coincidence..... Right.... It must be a coincidence!

In a moment, the ghost hand hid the shock in his heart, and then spread out his palm, the poisonous needle in the palm had long since disappeared, pretending to be in pain.

"Let go.... Let it go, what are you going to do, little brother? You're hurting me. ā€

Frankly speaking, the performance of the ghost hand is really natural and real, and it is completely the appearance of an innocent victim.

At the moment when Arazo grabbed him just now, his reflexive palm opened slightly, and the poisonous needle quietly slipped from between his fingers to the ground, and then he naturally stepped forward and stepped on the poisonous needle under his feet.

It's seamless.

The pain of the ghost hand caused the surrounding crowd to gather around, Xue Linlang also woke up from the sluggishness, turned his head and saw that Huang Shisan's hand grabbed the wrist of an ordinary man, the man seemed to be in pain, his face was slightly pale, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Thirteenth brother.... What's wrong?" Xue Linlang hid behind the Wild Thirteen worriedly.

"This guy is going to kill you!" replied Arajusan with a blank expression, as if he were explaining an extremely ordinary matter.

"The conscience of heaven and earth .... How could I kill someone? It's just that when I saw this little girl talking eloquently, I was overwhelmed with admiration, and I wanted to say hello. How did it become murder?"

Xue Linlang looked at the man's expression, it didn't seem to be a fake, and she had just come to this country in the extreme north, and she never argued with anyone in case of trouble, how could anyone kill her?

"Brother Thirteen, are you mistaken?"

Arasan sighed lightly when he heard Xue Linlang's words. Because of Xue Linlang's profound knowledge just now, the little admiration that was born suddenly completely dissipated. Alas.... How silly......

A taunting look flashed in his eyes, "Maybe I'm thinking about it!" and then let go of the other party's wrist.

"It's good that you know, hum....." Ghost Hand snorted angrily and glanced at Arakusan. Holding his wrist that was hooped red, he was distressed, he was a man who cherished his hands.

"By the way, you seem to have forgotten something. ā€

"What?......"

Before the ghost hand could react, he felt a heart-piercing pain in his palm, and he almost fainted from the pain.

A thin needle came out of his bones and pierced his palm in an instant.

How could it be? Although the thin needle that pierced his palm was stained with blood, he could tell at a glance that this thin needle was his poisonous needle.

The ghost hand seemed to forget the pain in his hand, and he raised the ball of his foot incredibly, and he really didn't step on anything under his feet.

The poisonous needle drilled through his fingers and did not fall to the ground, but to the hands of the Wild Thirteen.

At this time, he felt that the strength of his body was being rapidly drained, and his eyes were dull and he fell to the ground, and the wound in his palm was blue spreading along the blood vessels towards his body, which was a sign of poisoning.

Of course he knew how deadly the poison on his needle was, though his arms had become hideous and terrifying, covered in green silk. But there was no pain at all, the eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the consciousness became more and more blurred.

This poison was discovered by him in the Endless Prairie, and it was his biggest harvest in the past three years. He had thought countless times that when he returned to Middle-earth, he would be blessed with this new poison.

Pity.... He will never go back......

"Why? How did you find out?" was his last question before he died, or he would not have blinked.

Arazo has always been cold and ruthless, but he never shies away from showing his kindness to the dead, at least for now.

"Before hunting, you need to restrain your murderous aura, and even the fierce beasts of the Great Barren Mountain understand this truth. ā€

Ghost Hand suddenly remembered a hint of relaxation before he was about to win, it turned out that it was because of this momentary mistake, which fell short and cost his life.

I will never be a killer again in my next life, it is really difficult to be a killer, and then I will fall into darkness forever.

"Ahh Dead man......"

The crowd of onlookers finally reacted and hurriedly dispersed towards the outside of the square.

The land of snow, especially in the border areas, has always been fierce to the people. All the mountain people rushed out of the square, and did not leave immediately, but stopped and watched from a distance, their faces full of interest and interest.

Since the late prime minister made the law clear, no one has dared to kill people in the central square of the city! He is really a bloody man, with a tall body and a fierce temperament, which completely conforms to all the concepts of a "good man" in the hearts of the mountain people.

Xue Linlang bit her lip tightly, her pretty face turned pale, and at this time she already knew that the man who had just died really wanted to kill her. But why?

The little lady was a little frightened, clinging to the back of the Wild Thirteen, only here did she feel at ease.

"Don't be afraid...... I'm here. ā€

Arasan didn't look back, because he felt the murderous aura behind the crowd, and it didn't take long for a strong man to be squeezed out of the crowd, staring at him murderously.

It seems that it is undoubtedly the accomplice of this killer, and the Wild Thirteen kicked out, and the body of the ghost hand was kicked in front of the man, this person is the eldest brother of the ghost brother, the ghost sword.

Ghost Sword crouched down and looked at the corpse of the ghost hand, why.... Why.... Why did the 9-out-of-10 assassination turn out to be like this?

"Little two.... Don't worry, Big Brother will definitely avenge you. ā€

Then he looked gloomily at Arajusan and pulled out the sword behind his back.

This is a one-handed sword of extremely inferior condition, with a dull yellow body, not even as beautiful as the hunting knife of the Orion of the Great Wilderness Mountain. It's just that the complex and simple patterns engraved on the sword make it look a little mysterious.

However, Arasan keenly sensed the aura of danger from that sword.

But in the face of danger, it will only make his blood boil even more.

"Linlang, you hide to the side. ā€

Wild Thirteen pulled out the end of the back tooth from Xue Linlang's hand and walked towards the ghost sword. At this time, his sword eyebrows opened, and even his breathing was slightly short, and he only had the ghost sword at the end of his eyes in his eyes.

Having said that, this was the first time he had fought against a true master of the Terrans, which made him a little irrepressible in excitement.

The two didn't talk nonsense, and suddenly collided with each other like lightning.

The ghost sword held the Yuan sword, and his steps were broken but extremely fast, while the pace of the desolate thirteen was wide open and closed, like a fierce beast rushing out of the barren mountain.

The back teeth in his hand made a piercing sound of breaking the air, and finally collided with the opponent's Yuan Sword.

At the moment of contact, Arajusan was a little disappointed, although the opponent's speed was okay, but the strength was too weak, he was about to sweep against his teeth, break the opponent's sword style, and then smash the ghost sword into pulp.

Between the lightning and flint, the dark yellow long sword actually bloomed with a sharp light, and Arasan was clinging to his back teeth, feeling a tingling pain in his chest.

"Ah.....h

The two of them shouted angrily at the same time, and instantly dodged behind them.

Ghost Sword gasped, he didn't believe that the other party's strength was so great, as if he had hit a deep mountain bear, and as soon as he fought his hand, his internal organs were shocked, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Arasan was even more unbelievable, just now, he felt a new kind of power.

Different from those fierce beasts in the depths of the Great Wilderness Mountain, the mysterious power he mastered, and also different from his extraordinary state at that time, this is also a power that people can control.

Although he has always been reluctant to admit it, he knows that he is a human being.

At this time, he realized that he seemed to have pushed open a door, and a new world appeared before his eyes.

Looking at the wound on his chest, an evil smile flashed in Arajusan's eyes, and his fighting spirit became even stronger.