Chapter Sixty-Eight: Hidden Murder
"There is no dust in the lower sword, and the shark tooth sword in your hand!"
Jian Wuchen's vigilant eyes swept over all the places around him that might be hiding.
"I hope Your Excellency, you can come out by yourself, sneaking, it's not the behavior of righteous people!"
There was still no movement around, only a breeze that blew the sound of the leaves rattling.
The vigilance in Jian Wuchen's heart became even stronger.
It seems that the other party is either very psychologically strong, or well-trained, otherwise it is impossible to have no reaction to what he just said.
Whether it is to be triggered by the details of the problem, or to scoff at it, there is a reaction, and if there is a reaction, the breath will be disordered.
As long as he messes up himself, Jian Wuchen will be sure to find his place!
However, from beginning to end, he still showed any flaws, and he was flawless.
This will only make the sword dust-free.
The enemy is not terrible, the most terrible thing is that you don't even know where your enemy is.
Jian Wuchen moved slowly, and with each move, his eyes scanned around like an eagle, trying to find the secret mouse.
However, no matter how Jian Wuchen leaked a flaw, the other party was unmoved, as if he didn't see it.
After several temptations in a row, Jian Wuchen had already begun to get a little impatient.
"Dead dog, come out!"
"What?"
The dog clasped its nose with its huge paws, and had a lewd expression on its face.
Jian Wuchen looked disgusted: "Hurry up and find that guy for me, I'm going to cut him!"
"A thousand kills!" the dog's eyes glowed golden.
"One hundred!"
Jian Wuchen rolled his eyes: "Forget it if it's more." ”
"One hundred kill points have been deducted, and the enemy's location has been marked for the host, please pay attention to the green headmark!"
No matter how small the mosquito is, it is also meat, and the dog must not let go.
Jian Wuchen didn't care about the one hundred and two hundred, he just habitually bargained with the dog.
Throwing this matter aside, Jian Wuchen glanced around, and immediately found the green head mark.
Jian Wuchen almost didn't laugh, brother, the top of your head is green enough.
Or was cuckolded by a dog!
While Jian Wuchen was observing him, the assassin hidden in the shadows was also secretly looking at Jian Wuchen.
A dark purple tight-fitting leather armor outlines a slender and delicate curve.
The leather armor was covered with fine scales, not only did not reflect the light, but absorbed the light around her, making her feel like a fish in water in the shadows, and she blended in more thoroughly.
The breath was locked in her body, if it weren't for the black technology of the system, Jian Wuchen really wouldn't have been able to find her.
Nightingale looked at her assassination target and was stunned for a moment, but it was only for a moment before she recovered.
Even when the mind is wandering, the breath of the body does not leak at all, which is really rare.
"What is he doing here, am I being discovered?"
The nightingale thought to herself.
As a good killer, she has to learn to ask and answer herself correctly, so that she can make the most accurate judgment.
Now, he was still looking around, completely unaware of his assassination target, and suddenly stared at his position.
This person was still trying around in confusion just now, how could he suddenly set his eyes on himself?
After much thought, the nightingale came up with the most unlikely answer: he found himself!
But how is this possible?!!
Nightingale is a decisive person, even if she is full of doubts in her heart, but she still decisively pulls her legs and runs.
"Hey, what to run!"
Behind, Jian Wuchen's teasing laughter made the nightingale even more suspicious, and he really found himself!
The speed under his feet couldn't help but speed up a few points, and the figure of the whole person flickered and flickered, and several afterimages appeared from time to time, which was unpredictable.
The sword Wuchen who was chasing after him felt that his scalp was really numb.
This guy's body can't help but be weird, and the speed is extremely fast, not at all under his own eight-way wind, and even its strangeness is even more than his own eight-way wind.
He has already urged the Bafang to ride the wind to the extreme, but he just didn't lose her.
Jian Wuchen wanted to catch up with her, or even catch up with her, and the difficulty was not ordinary.
"Hey, that chick!"
Jian Wuchen felt that he still had to launch a verbal attack to have a chance.
"If you don't stop, the master will attack!"
The nightingale in front can be said to be a desperate run.
Ever since she stepped into the void of this Heavenly Rank Middle-grade Vientiane, there has never been a person of the same rank who can pursue her like this.
However, what kind of monster is this guy behind him?
At least when I did the next job, it was still written in the Qi Induction Realm, and now the foundation has been built.
Obviously, he is only in the early stage of foundation building, and he is two levels worse than himself, but it is really appalling that his body method can be so fast.
Nightingale felt that he was more than capable of fighting him head-on, but that would be too troublesome and too much movement.
It's better to assassinate, easy, kill with one hit!
Seeing that the nightingale in front of him had no intention of stopping, Jian Wuchen sneered and took out his spear.
After thinking about it, it's better not to use the ultimate, what if you stab her to death, I still have something to ask her.
"Shoot her, sharpshooter!"
Jian Wuchen's figure jumped directly, the blade of the knife rested on his left arm, and with an evil laugh, he instantly aimed at the upright head of the figure in front of him.
"Poof!"
Jian Wuchen felt that he had already anticipated the scene of a certain huge piece of fat flesh rushing to blood.
No, how could I be so obscene?
I must have been infected, but it's a pity that I, one of the four good young people of the new century......
It's too late, but in fact, the victory or defeat is often just a moment.
However, only half of what Jian Wuchen imagined had happened.
His knife was stabbed out, but ...... Didn't stab!
Jian Wuchen didn't think about crippling her directly, just let her stop if she was injured first.
So his blade was slightly offset, and according to his thoughts, it was just a cut.
But what he didn't expect was that the chick reacted unusually fast both in terms of reaction and weird body.
"Shameless!"
After the nightingale narrowly dodged this obscene knife, Qi's body trembled a little.
His footsteps stopped, and he stood on a soft branch, swaying up and down.
"Hey, hey!"
Jian Wuchen didn't look embarrassed at all, so he flew up in the open, less than two feet away from her, opposite.
Under the hideous iron mask, in a pair of narrow eyes, anger was about to break through the shackles of the mask.
Jian Wuchen felt that if his gaze could kill people, he would definitely have died countless times.