After the horror, the assassin's long sword moved and went straight for Zhao Yu.

His deepest hidden killing moves are all known to Zhao Yu, so today's Zhao Yu and even these people under Zhao Yu must die!

"Stand down!"

Zhao Yu shouted violently, stopped the wrestlers who wanted to step forward, and faced the assassin with a knife alone.

His current internal strength cultivation, it is estimated that except for Zhu Ignorance, no one can stand out.

But Zhao Yu also understands his shortcomings, that is, the difference between his moves and body skills is too far compared to those people.

Originally, the transfer of flowers and trees could directly absorb the experience of others against the enemy, but the fuck is that the maiden of Invite Yue was given the first eight times by Jiang Yuyan to take the lead.

And Zhao Yu's own martial arts talent is miserable, and the only thing that can quickly improve his moves and experience against the enemy is to temper and fight with others.

Zhao Yu had thought of this before, so he had asked Shen Lian and Jiang Yuyan to fight each other.

But they are against themselves, and there are always taboos when they make moves, and the improvement is not very big for Zhao Yu.

Now, there is an assassin with exquisite and excellent moves who has sent it to the door himself, and Zhao Yu naturally will not waste it.

In the blink of an eye, the two made dozens of moves.

While Zhao Yu deliberately restrained his internal strength, he mastered the rhythm of his moves little by little, and the knife technique on the Blood Knife Sutra gradually became light and weird.

Of course, the assassin also discovered Zhao Yu's purpose, but now that they were strangled together, it was not so easy to get out.

Thorn ......

Just when Zhao Yu forced the assassin back with a knife and was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, the man actually directly gave up the long sword in his hand, and a short knife in his left hand was handed out like lightning, grazing over Zhao Yu's shoulder.

From the very beginning, Zhao Yu was paying attention to this guy's left-handed knife, but even Shangguan Jinhong's left-handed knife almost overturned the boat, and it was not so easy to dodge.

If it weren't for the internal strength of Zhao Yu's whole body when the blade fell, shaking the short knife open, one of Zhao Yu's arms at this moment had already been unloaded by the assassin!

"Nima ......"

Looking at the blood oozing from his shoulders, Zhao Yu was also panicked in his heart.

Fighting with people to hone his moves is a rather dangerous job, and his previous thoughts are correct, but it is obviously not suitable for a coward like him!

The assassin failed to succeed in a single blow, and then turned sideways and slashed at Zhao Yu's chest again.

At this moment, the scimitar in Zhao Yu's hand was about to fall, and it was too late to raise his hand again to open the sharp short knife.

"your grandma's ......"

Zhao Yu, who had never known what martial arts were, directly held his left hand weakly, and a strong internal energy burst out from the palm of his hand, heading towards the assassin cage in front of him.

"Absorbing Gong Dafa?!"

The assassin's face changed, and he immediately abandoned the short knife in his hand, and swept straight back with a movement.

Zhao Yu also abandoned the bloody knife in his hand, stretched his hands forward, and his ten fingers were clenched into hooks, and a terrifying energy poured out of his hands.

"Don't move!!"

Just when Zhao Yu wanted to suck this guy's internal strength dry, but he didn't want to retreat the assassin, he actually reached out and grabbed a wrestler on the periphery.

Although Na Lishi had practiced the sword techniques of the Mixed Yuan True Qi and the Blood Sword Sutra, after all, the time was still short, and he was not an opponent of the assassin at all.

In the blink of an eye, the blade in his hand was held by the assassin and rested on Nalux's neck.

"Huh...... Jing Wufang, do you think that a little wrestler, this town envoy will care about his life or death? ”

Zhao Yu was stunned, then his right hand was weakly grasped, and after taking the blood knife on the ground into his hand, he said contemptuously to the assassin.

Jin Yiwei, which year didn't die a hundred and eighty wrestlers?

As a Shangguan, how could he put himself in danger for the sake of a small wrestler?

It was really not a wise choice to threaten a high-ranking person like Zhao Yu with a wil.

"Do you know who I am?"

The assassin didn't pay attention to Zhao Yuhou's words, but was surprised by the omniscience of the man in front of him.

First he said the existence of the Money Gang, and then he said the killing move of his left-handed knife, and now even his name is clear.

Is Jinyiwei really so terrifying?

"When I saw the three scars on your face, the envoy of this town already knew that it was Shangguan Jinhong who asked you to kill me!"

Zhao Yu brushed the blade of the blood knife with one hand, and sneered at Jing Wusheng.

Jing Wuming held the waist knife with one hand, put the blade across Nalux's neck, looked at Zhao Yu and said sincerely: "Jinyiwei's ears and eyes are all over the world, and it really deserves its reputation when I see it today!" ”

Zhao Yu smiled noncommittally, but quietly moved half a step forward under his feet.

"Don't move ......"

However, this small detail was still seen by Jing Wuming, and as he spoke, the waist knife in his hand was three points closer to Na Lux's neck.

"I believe other people say such things, but you Zhao Yu say such things......"

Jing Wuming sneered, and then said: "If you are really the kind of person who doesn't care about the life or death of your subordinates, you won't go all the way to Huilong Mountain to kill!" ”

"One life for one life, if you take all your subordinates and withdraw twenty miles, I will naturally let him go, otherwise it will be ruined!"

"Fish dead and broken? Then you try it...... Stop, stop, you win! ”

Zhao Yu still wanted to grind his mouth, but Jing Wusheng on the opposite side raised the waist knife in his hand at this time.

Retracting the blood knife from his waist, Zhao Yu's figure immediately retreated several steps.

Jing Wu's fate is right, for Zhao Yu, although the wrestlers from the headquarters of the superintendent around him are subordinates, they have followed him for so long after all.

People are not plants and trees, not to mention that Zhao Yu is not the kind of male son who would rather bear the people of the world.

He wouldn't sacrifice his men in order to slaughter an innocuous Jing Wusheng, even if that person was just a small wrestler.

"Adult ......"

is different from what Zhao Yu thought, not to mention other wrestlers, even Jin Yichuan felt that Zhao Yu's decision was a little inappropriate.

Assassinating Shangguan, as a subordinate wrestler, it is a matter of course to die.

They have been on an errand in Jinyi for many years, how have they ever seen Shangguan directly let go of the assassin who came to assassinate him for the safety of his subordinates?

Brain water?!

Zhao Yu retreated these few steps, and the wrestlers around him, including the person who was captured by Jing Wuming, had a hint of indescribable meaning in his expression.

Even Ji Wusheng had a gleam in his eyes.

"Hahaha......"

Just when Zhao Yu was about to let Jing Wuxing go first, the unlucky guy who was caught by Jing Wuxing laughed nervously.

Zhao Yu stared at the laughing wrestler, and his heart jumped.

Poof!!

Just as Zhao Yu was about to stop him, Na Lux laughed, leaned forward suddenly, lowered his head and swept his neck across the blade in front of him.

A stream of scarlet blood erupted, and the blood mist rose up, reflecting the hazy moonlight and snow in a breathtaking picture of bravery.