For the next ten days, Muyang had to train for two hours every night to kill.

From the seventh day onwards he was never whipped again.

The training places were not all in the empty and dark secret rooms, and sometimes the Shadow would take him to some man-made bungalows, dense forests, mountains, and even underwater.

Of course, these locations are all underground, and if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have thought that there was a huge space under the temple that had been artificially excavated for dozens of miles.

Half a month later, Muyang began to receive weapons training.

Training includes the use and understanding of weapons.

He was trained by a middle-aged battle officer with an animal skin around his waist and scars all over his body.

Mu Yang had never seen so many wounds on a person's body, and it looked like he had survived Ling Chi's capital punishment.

The battle officer's face had long been unrecognizable, both ears had been cut off, only one eye remained, and his bare head was inlaid with a palm-sized metal plate, and from the wounds of various sizes, it could be seen that he was in a mortal situation at least twenty-seven times, and one gunshot wound even pierced his heart.

Muyang didn't know how he survived, and he didn't ask much.

The name of this combat god is Thousand Blades, and in the next ten days of training, Mu Yang learned that the wounds on his body were left by various weapons, and he used his personal experience to explain to the students how different weapons felt on the body.

Mu Yang learned very quickly, he was a smart person with strong comprehension, and a month later, he finally graduated from the school and had the qualifications to take on the task.

The place where the assignment was still given was a large hall underground, and compared to the gloom and gloom of the training ground, it was filled with warmth and light, and the reception was carried by several young and charming female disciples, each of whom wore a silver mask, the same skirt, the same bun, and a circular coat of arms hanging from their chests with their numbers written on them.

Mu Yang wore a newly changed blue shirt and a black mask according to the rules for receiving tasks, and followed a female disciple numbered Seven into a hall with a door plaque with the word 'Ding'.

Dozens of Martyrs' Hall disciples wearing the same mask have gathered in the hall, and some of these people do not wear masks to show their true faces, killers can't see the light of day, but anyone who dares to show their true faces is all experienced masters.

The missions issued by the Hall of Martyrs are divided into four levels: A, B, C, and D, and novices who take on tasks for the first time can only receive the lowest D-level tasks. After completing each mission, you will receive different points, and when you accumulate a certain number of points, you will be promoted to the next level.

The higher the level of the mission, the more points you will earn, and the more difficult it will be, which can be exchanged for medicine cheats and martial arts from the underground treasure hall.

The walls around the hall are covered with crystal plates made of hedrons, each with the number and content requirements of the quest written on each panel, as well as the reward for completing the quest.

This method is somewhat similar to the bounty quests received by mercenaries outside, but the difference is that the missions of the temple are mainly assassination, and the occasional escort quest is rarely interested.

The first time he took the task, Mu Yang couldn't help but feel a little excited, his gaze slowly swept around, and finally stopped on the largest crystal plate.

"That's it. ”

Mu Yang pointed to the crystal board and said to the seventh woman.

"Huh?" Seven was a little surprised, and said, "This mission has been put on for a long time, and since the last time a seventh-level hunter missed, no one dared to take it anymore, are you sure?"

'Hunter' is another name for Galaxy Killer, and the novice level of the first mission is the lowest level of the ninth level, and the seventh level of the hunter is already qualified to accept the 'C' level mission.

Mu Yang nodded: "Sure." ”

"Then be careful, I don't want this to be the last time I'll see you. ”

Seven's kind advice, and without further ado, he removed the crystal plate from the wall.

There is no need to register a real name to receive the task, but the recipient needs to take a hunter code name, Mu Yang casually said 'dark star' and then took a task number card handed over by the seventh and walked out.

Mu Yang was tasked with assassinating the owner of a merchant group living in a compound on Hengshui Street in the southwest of Kaiyang City.

This person is in the timber business on the surface, but behind the scenes, he works for a large slave group of the demon clan.

He raised a slave hunting group led by ten Three Realm cultivators, and often sneaked into villages to catch some young girls from ordinary human families and sell them to the demon clan.

The owner of this merchant group is himself a star master of the fifth rank of the Fighting Soul Realm, and if it is a one-on-one head-to-head confrontation, every specially trained Star River killer can kill him.

But the problem is that there are two guards with the strength of the Three Realms and Nine Grades by his side, these two guards are inseparable from him, and if you want to kill, you need to break through their interception first, which makes the assassination several times more difficult.

Out of the temple, Muyang first went back to the house on Tianfu Street, and after a few simple words of instructions, he got into a carriage and walked towards the south of the city.

After arriving at Hengshui Street, Mu Yang quickly inquired about the compound where the owner of the merchant group lived, he did not wait for night, but found a remote alley, took out a set of black robes prepared in advance from the Liuyun Ring and draped it on his body, and took out a hat to cover his face, and walked directly into the main entrance.

In a courtyard full of flowers and green grass, Muyang met the owner of the merchant group.

This was a middle-aged man of medium stature and a big belly, and behind him were two young cultivators with long swords on their backs and grim faces.

It was the height of summer, the temperature was a little hot, there were cicadas singing on a few poplar trees in the courtyard, and the master and servants of the courtyard were all wearing cool summer clothes.

"Your name is Yang Sanqian?"

"It's me, who are you?"

The owner of the merchant group looked Muyang up and down.

"I'm here to kill you. ”

Mu Yang's voice was very calm, Yang Sanqian's face changed, he broke off, and suddenly rushed into the courtyard with ten swords in their hands outside the door.

"In the past two months, there are a few thieves who have the idea of beating Lao Tzu, like you broke in in broad daylight and threatened to kill Lao Tzu or the first one, it seems that you are either crazy or tired of living, on, chop me up!"

With Yang Sanqian's order, more than a dozen nursing homes rushed over, a sneer flashed on Mu Yang's face, his lips closed slightly, and a violent giant ape more than two meters tall suddenly appeared in front of him.

A roar suddenly sounded in the courtyard, and the furious giant ape waved its rock-like arm and pounced on Yang Sanqian in front of him.