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The people who were still standing in the courtyard all widened in horror with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Whether it was the eleven surviving assassins or Murong Changtian, the same question surged in their hearts.

"How is this possible? Isn't he hated already killed with a sword?"

"Even if he is lucky enough not to die, he should be deeply damaged, how can he still have the strength to fight back?"

No one knows why.

The doubts and confusions in the hearts of the people will never be answered.

In the next moment, in He Wuxian's loud shouting, the blood-drinking knife bloomed with a brilliant sword and stabbed the deacon.

The deacon, blinded by the stabbing of his eyes, screamed and retreated, unable to dodge the earth-shattering stab.

"Whew!"

With a soft sound, the blood-drinking knife stabbed into the deacon's chest, right in the heart.

The sharp and narrow black 'colored' tip of the knife 'exposed' from his back, still flashing with the sword.

The deacon, who had been stabbed through the sword, stopped howling, and he held the blood-drinking knife in a dejected grip, and hung his head weakly.

"Ding! He Wuxian killed a fifth-level martial artist and gained 15,000 experience points. ”

A system prompt sounded in his mind, and He Wuxian 'drawn' the blood-drinking knife, and turned to look at the people who were still standing in the courtyard.

There was a muffled "poof", and the deacon's body fell to the ground, splashing with blood.

Everyone was dumbfounded, Murong Changtian was stunned, and the expression on his face was extremely 'fine'.

Disbelief and trepidation filled his face and eyes.

Before, He Wuxian slaughtered more than 70 assassins like chopping melons and vegetables, which had already made the surviving dozen assassins tremble.

Now, even their strongest man, the deacon, is dead.

Therefore, the surviving dozen or so assassins retreated in horror, and no one dared to step forward again.

What's more, when He Wuxian raised his feet and walked towards Murong Changtian, the remaining assassins all threw down their weapons and fled.

At this moment, Murong Changtian was completely dumbfounded.

He looked left and right, but he couldn't find any helper, leaving him alone, alone in the face of He Wuxi, the killing god.

"How can this be? Why can't hundreds of assassins kill him? Even a fifth-level martial artist can't kill him!"

"It's definitely an illusion, it's definitely not real!"

Murong Changtian stepped back with fear on his face, looking at He Wuxian's eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

In any case, Murong Changtian couldn't understand how the former waste could become so rebellious!

In fact, not only did he not understand, but the deacon, who had just died, didn't 'understand' what was going on.

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If he was an ordinary first-level martial artist, and the deacon's sword just now struck, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.

However, he is not an ordinary martial artist, he is a demon with a sword soul upgrade system.

Tonight, he had killed a total of seventy-eight Assassins, and with the experience points he already had, he had reached 79,500 experience points.

And the promotion of a first-level martial artist to a second-level martial artist requires 80,000 experience points, and he is only 500 points short of being able to level up.

When the deacon struck with a sword, he could not dodge, so he could only block it with a blood-drinking knife.

Although the sword did not 'pierce' his front and back, it wounded him and smashed him into the house.

Originally, he had been fighting for so long, and his Yuan power was indeed exhausted.

However, he had taken a look at his own 'nature' and learned that he was still five hundred points away from experience upgrades.

He decided to hold the knife in his left hand and block it behind his back, and with his right fist, he exploded the head of one of the assassins next to him.

So, when he was blown away and smashed into the house, he was only injured for a short moment, and the system prompt sounded in his head.

"Ding! He Wuxian kills a ninth-level warrior and gains 900 experience points. ”

"Ding! The current experience points have reached the full level, congratulations to He Wuxian for being promoted to a second-level martial artist. ”

As a result, he had just been sent out by Lord Deacon and was injured, but he was immediately escalated!

As a result of the upgrade, his body and Yuan Li were all restored to full value, and his injuries were quickly recovered.

Moreover, as a second-level martial artist, he is even stronger than before, and his combat effectiveness has increased by four times!

Of course, He Wuxian is a person who is good at maximizing benefits.

After leveling up, he didn't jump out right away, but waited for the right time to deliver another fatal blow.

Just now, when the deacon came to him confidently and wanted to kill him with a sword, he finally fought back.

Rainstorm Pear 'Flower' Needle, this is the hidden weapon he just got today, and if used properly, it can break the Yuan Force Shield.

At that time, the deacon was full of confidence, thinking that he had been seriously injured even if he did not hate to die, so he was not prepared.

Moreover, the two of them were less than a foot apart, and such a close distance was enough for the Rainstorm Pear 'Flower' Needle to break his Yuan Force shield.

Therefore, the deacon, who was caught off guard, was blinded by a silver needle.

He Wuxian also took advantage of the situation to raid, and with a shocking move, he pierced the 'chest' of the deacon.

This qiē is a long time to say, but it happens in just a few breaths.

If it weren't for He Wu's cleverness and taking the opportunity to kill an assassin and upgrade himself to regain his strength and injuries, the outcome would definitely not be the way it is now.

Even if he could still kill Lord Deacon with the Rainstorm Pear 'Flower' needle, he himself must have been injured.

Like now, he was unharmed, and his body was in the most abundant state.

This feeling of powerful power surging in his body made He Wuxian full of confidence, and gave birth to a sense of domineering that he was in control.

He carried the blood-drinking knife and walked towards Murong Changtian step by step.

Seeing Murong Changtian's face retreating like dead ashes, trembling in a shrunken manner, the corners of He Wuxian's mouth hooked up a sneer.

"Murong Changtian, it's time for me to send you on the road, go to Huangquan Road to accompany your son. ”

"Remember, this qiē is all your Murong family's own fault, and you are innocent of death!"

As soon as the words fell, He Wuxian jumped high, holding the blood-drinking knife in both hands, and slashed down towards Murong Changtian.

This is a move to split Huashan, a five-foot-long sword, like a giant axe that opens the heavens and the earth, falling from the sky.

Murong Changtian is the prime minister, a civil official, his strength is not strong, not even his son, just a fourth-level warrior.

Facing the second-level martial artist He Wuxian, he couldn't stop this knife no matter what, and he was about to die on the spot.

However, at this moment, an angry shout came from outside the courtyard.

"Stop!"

As this angry shout sounded, a cyan 'color' sword struck through the air, pointing directly at the blood-drinking knife.

The speed of the cyan 'color' sword was extremely fast, and it actually came first, 'shooting' from twenty zhang away, and slammed into the blood-drinking knife.

"Bell!"

With a crisp sound, the colossal strength on the cyan 'color' sword suddenly broke He Wuxian's moves, and the blood-drinking knife trembled.

He Wuxian was also shocked by the unparalleled power, and flew back upside down, and he still took two steps back when he fell to the ground.

The moment he landed, he also saw the person who was still outside the courtyard from the reconnaissance map.

It was a young general in silver armor and red robes, and it turned out to be Mu Qingshan, the Prince of Yue!

It was him, twenty zhang away, who repelled He Wuxian's trick with a sword ray, and the strength of the ninth-level martial artist was really extraordinary!

However, when he saw Mu Qingshan appear, He Wuxian smiled, and the corners of his mouth and face were full of sneers.

Murong Changtian thought that he would definitely die, but when he heard the angry shout, he also saw that He Wuxian was repulsed, and he was overjoyed when he escaped death at this time.

However, no one expected that He Wuxian's body flashed again, holding a knife and stabbing towards Murong Changtian.

"Onslaught!"

"Huh!" Transporting the Heavenly Wind Footwork, He Wuxian's speed exploded to the extreme, and instantly swept a distance of two zhang, stabbing the blood-drinking knife into Murong Changtian's throat.

Murong Changtian, who had just 'revealed' a smile on his face, suddenly stiffened, covered his throat, and glared at He Wuxian in disbelief: "Uh, you...... ......!"

Yes, He Wuxian knew that Prince Yue had intervened to stop him, and he even dared to kill him.

Murong Changtian couldn't believe it, and Mu Qingshan, the prince of Yue who swept into the courtyard like lightning, didn't dare to believe it.

At a distance of twenty zhang, Mu Qingshan only took a blink of an eye to pass by and rushed to the west courtyard.

However, the moment he fell into the courtyard, he only saw Murong Changtian's face full of dead ashes, and his eyes slowly closed.

At this time, He Wuxian 'drawn' the blood-drinking knife and turned to look at Mu Qingshan.

Mu Qingshan's face was pale, his eyes were full of anger, he never expected that he was still a step too late.

What he couldn't believe even more was that He Wuxian was so bold that after he stopped it, he even dared to kill Murong Changtian.

However, before Mu Qingshan could get angry, He Wuxian bowed his hand and greeted him with a smile.

"Yo, isn't this Prince Yue! You came just in time, our He family is being attacked and killed by a group of unidentified assassins, please General Yu Linwei save us!"

"You!" Prince Yue was stunned for a moment, almost vomiting blood in anger, he had never seen such a shameless person.

He Wuxian made a mistake first, Prince Yue was not good at words, and when he didn't know how to refute angrily, a voice came from outside the courtyard again.

"Why don't you hate, you are so daring! You dare to kill the prime minister of the dynasty, such an act is like a rebellion!"

It was a young man's voice, and as the shouts rang out, a long figure of a man walked into the courtyard.

He Wuxian didn't need to look at it, and he knew who this person was, because he had already expected this situation.

The person who came was the crown prince Mu Qinghe, and behind him there were six palace 'attendants', all of whom were strong martial artists.

Mu Qinghe's face darkened, and he walked into the courtyard quickly, glaring angrily at He Wuxian,

If his eyes were like blades, then Mu Qinghe's eyes were enough to kill He Wuhate Ling Chi.

No one knew that his heart was bleeding.

Since half a year ago, Mu Qinghe framed He Wuxian, but failed to kill him.

The first time I saw He Wuxian, it was in the Colosseum, and then not long after, the Liu family and the Hu family were raided and destroyed.

The second time I saw He Wuxian, it was the emperor who brought troops to He Mansion to search for forbidden objects, and then the Wang family was also destroyed.

This was the third time he had seen He Wuxi, and then the Murong family, both old and young, died, and the Murong family was finished.

The prince really went berserk, and he couldn't wait to behead He Wuxian ten times!

He even wondered if He Wuxian was his nemesis, why was every time the wealthy 'family' who supported him was destroyed one after another?

The extreme anger made the prince tremble, and his voice became sharp.

"Why don't you hate, you 'bastard', you dare to defy the imperial power and kill the prime minister!

was scolded by the prince pointing his nose, but He Wuxian smiled "embarrassedly", and arched his hand: "Hehe, His Royal Highness the prince is laughing!

"I only saw that there was a group of cruel and vicious assassins here who attacked and killed our He family at night, so I fought back and killed them all. ”

The prince's face suddenly changed drastically by the anger, his chest rose and fell violently, and he pointed at He Wuxian and scolded: "Then Prince Yue has already stopped it just now, why do you still want to kill the killer!"

He Wuxian still smiled, patted his chest seemingly honestly and said: "Whoever wants to kill me, I will take someone's life! This is my life creed, and it cannot be changed!"

"Even if it's the king of heaven, Lao Tzu can't do it!"