Here, He Wuxian and Tang Bao were still talking excitedly about what had just happened, but the carriage suddenly stopped.

He Wuxian sensed that something was wrong, and when he opened the curtains, he saw that the carriage was actually parked in a dark alley.

This alley is surrounded by old mansions, almost no one lives, so there are no lights, let alone voices, and the silence is terrible.

Tang Bao also sensed that something was wrong, and subconsciously called the coachman, but no one answered.

He Wuxian suddenly realized that something was wrong, he reached out and lifted the curtain, and saw the coachman sitting motionless, and when he reached out and touched it, he fell softly.

The carriage belonged to He's house, and the coachman was He Wuxian's servant Ah Da, but at this time, Ah Da had turned into a dead corpse, his eyes were open, and there was a blood line in his throat, which was still bubbling with blood stains.

Through the hazy moonlight, the two of them suddenly saw that three feet in front of the carriage, there was a black shadow, tall and vigorous.

The black shadow was dressed in a black night robe, covered with a mask, and held a cold sword in his hand, like a stream of autumn water.

"Assassin!"

"Killer!"

Tang Bao and He Wuxian both changed color at the same time, and they both realized the identity of the black shadow, and couldn't help but whisper.

He Wuxian is just a waste wood of a fifth-level martial artist, and Tang Bao is the same, his strength is even more unbearable than He Wuxian, the two of them can't even beat an ordinary martial artist, let alone such a powerful assassin.

What to do?

At the time of crisis, although it was the first time He Wuxian encountered this situation, and his heart was beating suddenly, he tried his best to stay calm, and his mind was running wildly to find a way to delay time first. Read the full text of the latest chapter

"Who are you? What do you want to do? I have no grievances with you, why did you block my way and kill my coachman?"

Even if he knew that he would not escape tonight, He Wuxian had to try his best to get out of his mind and figure out the identity of the killer.

It's a pity that the killer is very professional, silent, deaf to He Wu's words, and with a shake of the sword in his hand, he sped up and rushed over.

"Boy, suffer death!"

When he was only a foot away from the carriage, the assassin let out a low shout, and his figure jumped high in a flash, bursting with brilliant Yuan Force light all over his body, holding the sword, and stabbing at He Wuxian's throat.

That sword was extremely fast, beyond He Wuxian's cognition, so fast that even his eyes couldn't catch the trajectory.

One moment ago, the assassin was still a foot away, and the next moment, the tip of the sword glowing with cold light had already pierced in front of He Wuxian, less than two feet away from his throat.

This kind of strength is beyond the realm of martial artists, nor is it the realm of warriors, I am afraid that only strong martial artists have such strength.

"It's over, Lao Tzu just came here, and he hasn't enjoyed a good life, so he's going to burp like this!"

At this moment, He Wuxian's heart was full of anger and despair, he was unwilling to die like this, but he was helpless.

The space in the carriage was small, and he had nowhere to dodge the sword that came from the attack, not to mention that his strength was low, and the other party was too strong, so he had no chance to resist and dodge.

However, after a few moments, he still did not feel the tingling, nor did he feel the cold touch in his throat, he only felt the darkness in front of him and the heat in his chest.

He stared wide-eyed, only to realize that Tang Bao was actually in front of him.

The lightning-fast sword stabbed Tang Bao, and the blade stabbed deep into his chest, and a large amount of blood gushed out, staining his wide clothes red.

The reason why there was darkness in front of him was because Tang Baofen didn't care to block this sword and also blocked his vision.

The reason why he felt the heat in his chest was because it was Tang Bao's blood soaking his clothes.

He could only see Tang Bao's back, and he couldn't see Tang Bao's expression, but he knew that Tang Bao must be in pain, and he must be extremely painful!

At this moment, He Wuxian's heart tightened. He finally understood what it meant to be a brother who was a friend of life.

Tang Bao is!

"Da Shao, run away!"

Tang Bao roared hoarsely, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, he grabbed the cold blade with both hands, and did not let the assassin draw his sword, why did he not hate to buy time to escape.

But where can he flee without hatred?

At the critical moment, He Wuxian touched the blood-drinking knife on his waist, and subconsciously held the knife and slashed.

Suddenly, the gorgeous and sturdy carriage could not withstand the blow of the blood-drinking knife, and a big hole was cut out, and He Wuxian took advantage of the situation to drill out of the hole.

The Assassin kicked Tang Bao in the chest, sending him flying out and completely smashing the carriage. Then, the assassin struck at He Wuxian again with his sword.

A cold light, lit up in the night, was the edge of the sword, and it was also a talisman.

In the next moment, this sword will end He Wuxian's life. And He Wuxian had just fallen out of the carriage, still rolling on the ground, unable to dodge.

Seeing the sword light coming, He Wuxian subconsciously shouted angrily, holding the blood-drinking knife in both hands, and slashed at the assassin fiercely.

It's not his character to sit back and wait for death, even if he will die tonight, he has to pull a cushion and fight for both sides!

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, the sharp and dazzling sword, wrapped in Yuan Li, was indestructible, and instantly stabbed He Wuxi.

Luckily, the sword was a little off, and it wasn't his throat that stabbed him, but his shoulder.

At the cost of a shoulder injury, He Wuxian narrowly escaped the sword and was not killed.

However, the Assassin's fate was even more tragic than his.

The assassin didn't hesitate to assassinate He Wuxian with his sword, ignoring his counterattack.

In his eyes, He Wuxian, the counterattack of this fifth-level martial artist, was weak and vulnerable, and it could not cause him any danger in the slightest, and even his body protection yuan power could not be broken.

This is the self-confidence of a strong martial artist!

A strong person whose strength has reached the realm of a martial artist can release his yuan power and condense weapons or armor, and ordinary swords cannot hurt him at all.

It is no exaggeration to say that a strong martial artist can kill a few people in and out of thousands of troops, and he will not be hurt by ordinary weapons at all.

Because of this, the assassin completely ignored He Wuxian's counterattack and ignored the blood-drinking knife.

However, the price of ignoring the Blood Drinking Knife was extremely heavy, so heavy that he couldn't bear it at all.

Looking inconspicuous, the black blood-drinking knife was incomparably sharp, and it actually pierced the assassin's body protection Yuan Force lightly, piercing his body protection soft armor.

The cold and secluded blood-drinking knife tore through all the assassin's defenses and stabbed him in the chest.

The two-inch-long wound was not bloody, and the cold touch made the assassin shiver.

The intense pain made the assassin's eyebrows pound, and this sudden change also stunned him, and his face was full of disbelief.

It's a pity that there is a mask to cover it, and He Wuxian can't see his expression, and he can't feel the pain of the assassin at this time.

Because the power of the Blood Drinking Knife is far more than that, its more powerful ability only exploded after stabbing into the assassin's chest.

An extremely cold and strange power emanated from the blood-drinking knife and instantly flowed through the assassin's body, and he only felt that his whole body was going to be frozen.

The blood coagulated, and the surging Yuan Force in the body also stiffened, and under the devouring of the Blood Drinking Knife, the Yuan Force frantically poured into the blade.

A feeling called fear suddenly permeated the assassin's heart, and the feeling of power passing and vitality declining made him full of fear.

Therefore, at that moment, he did not hesitate to draw his sword, slapped off the blood-drinking knife with one palm, and fled in a panic, disappearing into the night.

He Wuxian only felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and screamed in pain, and the severe pain almost made him roll on the ground.

He even wondered if his blood-soaked shoulders had been scrapped by the sword.

And at this moment, he felt a hot current coming from the Blood Drinking Knife, which was an extremely powerful force, surging along the Blood Drinking Knife, and soon swam all over his body.

The pain in his shoulder immediately eased a lot, and he only felt that his whole body was hot, and his strength was actually rising.

At this time, the familiar female voice sounded in my head again.

"Ding! The Bloodthirsty Knife successfully hits the target, triggering the passive skill: Drink Blood. He Wuxian gained 3,500 experience points, advanced to a sixth-level martial apprentice, and lowered his target level from a fifth-level martial artist to a second-level martial artist. ”

Hearing this voice, He Wuxian's heart suddenly became hot. He knew that the Blood Drinking Knife had once again made a great contribution, absorbing the strength of the other party, and allowing him to be upgraded to a sixth-level martial apprentice.

"Damn, this is a fifth-level martial artist! Who wants to put me to death and send a fifth-level martial artist powerhouse to kill me?"

At the same time, at the entrance of the alley, a dazzling Yuan Force light lit up, and it rushed to the scene.

He Wuxian was taken aback, thinking that it was the assassin who had gone and returned.

Now that Tang Bao's life and death are uncertain, he has also suffered a heavy blow, and if the Assassin returns again, he will definitely die.