However, a small percentage of these people only felt a light in their hands.

The bamboo spears in their hands were cut off in an instant.

Most of the bamboo spears are still intertwined, but in front of Muyang, there is always a straight passage.

His rapidly advancing body did not pause at all!

In the darkness, a long-faced man in his twenties at the front suddenly let out a miserable howl.

Mu Yang's body rushed into his arms like a tanuki, and the nameless long knife in his hand instantly went in and out of his abdomen several times.

Scarlet blood gushed on the ground and spread rapidly in the rain, like a blooming blood flower.

A pale sword light lit up.

One of the assassins at the man's side reacted, ignoring the long-faced man, who was already bound to die, and swept straight forward with a sword.

However, there was a soft snort, as if a mess of weeds had grown in front of his eyes, forming a grassland.

The man retreated in shock.

The knife momentum of the young man who rushed forward in front of him was extremely dense and complicated, and he felt that he could not stop the spread of the opponent's knife momentum at all, and at this moment, he suddenly felt that his wrist was very cold.

At this time, he realized that the soft sound of Fang Cai was from his wrist.

Then his eyes widened with horror, and the palm and wrist of his sword-holding hand detached, spilling a wave of blood.

There was no change in Muyang's eyes.

His body squeezed past the side of the man with the broken wrist, and the blade of the nameless long knife in his hand spread forward in a myriad of messy thatch, sweeping across the abdomen of the two assassins in front of him.

Puff puff...... Two waves of blood gushed into the inch-deep water.

?“ What kind of knife is this?"

?“ The knife is sharp, the star element is condensed but not chaotic, and it is hidden and invisible...... No wonder Zhou Wusheng will be defeated. ”

In an alley behind these frightened assassins, on the steps under one of the eaves, stood a masked man in black with a black umbrella, frowning slightly and exclaiming in sincere admiration as he looked at the blood and inky black knife shadows spreading in the air.

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Any martial arts swordsmanship, including life weapons, will have the most reasonable response moves in the face of the opponent's various blades and different ways of attacking.

When a practitioner has practiced the weapon moves they are good at, they will naturally use the most reasonable move to deal with the attack, causing the most effective damage to the enemy, and not hindering their next counterattack.

However, there is a big difference in what various martial arts focus on, for example, the common horse slashing knife technique and armor-piercing marksmanship in the Great Xia army only pursue the power of one move, while the ethereal sword method pursues the absolute speed when attacking. Different emphasis has resulted in the simplicity and complexity of different martial arts.

Mu Yang's previous practice of martial arts was quite messy, entered the temple, after the assassination training of the Demon Shadow, he integrated what he had learned in the past, and had a new understanding, every time he made a knife, there were more than a dozen different changes in the opponent's various offensive methods behind him, and the control of power and speed had also reached a natural realm like flowing water.

The masked man in black saw that Mu Yang had suppressed the siege of the assassins without using any martial arts, and his admiration in his heart arose.

Such a young boy, with such a high ability to comprehend martial arts, it is no wonder that he will be ranked among the top three when he is a freshman, if he takes time, he will definitely become the grandmaster of the Megatron side, but unfortunately, you have offended someone who should not be offended, the more you appreciate your talent, the more you must die here today.

Mu Yang's lips pursed, and the nameless long knife in his hand slashed through the throat of a person in front of him without pity.

The man had just swung a sword, and the air and blood in his throat suddenly lost, making the man unable to breathe for an instant, and he couldn't even scream and fell forward.

Since then, nine people have fallen around him.

The remaining assassins seemed to be stunned by Mu Yang's superb sword skills and fierce attacks, and their eyes retreated in horror.

Mu Yang walked forward with the knife, the raindrops fell on the thunder umbrella and made a popping sound, and the raindrops on the knife brought a slight crisp sound, driving the blood and water to the ground together, melting into blood flowers.

The assassins behind him were getting closer and closer, the sound of leather boots treading water seemed to sound in his ears, and the mouth of the alley was clearly visible dozens of meters away.

Without any movement, the thunder umbrella suddenly began to rotate at high speed, Mu Yang's feet slammed down, and he exerted his strength again, and his slender body passed through the armpit of a person in front of him like lightning, and the nameless long knife in his right hand swept over with his backhand, cutting a huge wound on the waist of that person.

In the darkness, the assassin let out a beastly howl.

Because of this knife, the movement of his entire body stopped.

It was this pause, and more than a dozen stray lights fell, and all of them shot on the umbrella surface.

The dazzling runes lit up from the surface of the umbrella, and the soft azure python skin sank rapidly, leaking into a deep pit and bouncing up quickly, blocking all the sharp arrows from the outside.

Two black shadows flashed among the assassins in front of him, and two sword lights suddenly appeared from the blood-stained rain on the ground, stabbing at Muyang's ribs like a hunting water snake from the bottom up.

The sword light flashed and disappeared, and a black lightning bolt seemed to suddenly light up in a small space illuminated by the rune array, and the two sword lights that came out of the water were cut in two almost at the same time, and the poofing sound started again, and the two assassins who rushed out and the two behind them covered their necks and fell to the ground trembling all over, and they didn't understand how the long knife that was still two meters away cut their throats.

Five people fell in an instant, and even the more than twenty assassins behind this alley turned extremely pale, and their feet were a little difficult to move.

"He also said that he was an iron-blooded man who was used to seeing big scenes, so he was afraid of being killed, and he was not as good as an ordinary Daxia soldier. ”

The masked man in black with an umbrella sighed to himself and stepped into the rain.

At the moment when he raised his legs, Mu Yang felt something strange, in the darkness, the eyes of the masked man in black began to emit a star-like light, and even his skin began to shine like a ghostly fire.

Mu Yang's pupils contracted slightly, and his heartbeat beat beat faster, he knew that the truly terrifying enemy had finally appeared.

The moment the masked man in black began to move, all the Assassins who had blocked the alley with bamboo spears in their hands retreated one after another, except for those who were lying on the ground and could no longer get up.

The black-clothed masked man crossed the retreating group of people, and was facing Mu Yang, who was stopping at the mouth of the alley and staring at him calmly, his sneering gaze swept over the corpses around Mu Yang's body, and sighed: "What a ruthless method, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe that this was from the hand of a freshman who had just entered the temple." ”