The dagger stabbed at Zheng Bing fiercely, with some kind of dark cyan light, piercing the raindrops, and wanted to stab Zheng Bing!

The green rain soul howled! This is the spontaneous protector of the green rain soul! The cold rain dripped on the dagger, and dripped on the howl of the green rain soul. Zheng Bing looked at the dagger that stabbed at him, it was really dark, this kind of thing? Who would die on this kind of thing? Lao Tzu still has to cut down brute beasts!

It was the breath of the White Thirteenth Rank that erupted in vain, just when the blade of the dagger was about to cut through Zheng Bing!

The so-called one section strengthens the body! The tenth section is like a soldier! And the thirteenth section is about to be shocked!

But the dagger was still stabbed on Zheng Bing's body, but it was accompanied by a slight dullness!

It was the knife that slashed at the Assassin! And the cyan light splashed on the Assassin's body with the rain that was still cold! But the Assassin's figure flashed like the wind.

"Who are you?" Zheng Bing asked seriously!

"Kill you. The assassin was succinct, and the dagger flew sideways, with an ethereal posture.

In the cold rain, Zheng Bing's broadsword glowed with cyan light, but the assassin hid his figure in combination with the atmosphere! Blood dripped down the knife, flowing downstream, and was diluted by the cold rain......

It was also when the rain fell that the assassin's dagger stabbed at Zheng Bing, connected with a dark blue light! With some kind of unspeakable magic, it suppressed Zheng Bing's figure! But the big knife was lifted from the bottom up! With the smell of Xiaoxiao Yuge, with the smell of Qingyu Soul!

"Stop!"

Time stands still, and then the assassin flashes, and the dagger stabs!

"Get out of Lao Tzu!" Zheng Bing shouted angrily! Bai Thirteen Duan, the realm of the king! No one in the world can be quiet! Bai Thirteen Duan can already become the king of the white rank! Even the green rank, there are only a few people who can suppress it! It is the ultimate thing, the mortal thing, how can it suppress the ultimate king!

"Tranquility. The Assassin said.

There was no sound, but the knife was still upward! there was no sound of rubbing the air, no sound of rain falling. It's quiet, just want to be quiet.

The Assassin's dagger was much faster, because time stood still, because there was no sound to interfere, it was quiet. But the knife came just in time, slashing the dagger like a raindrop!

"Poof!"

Sparks splashed in the rain, and the Assassin felt a tremendous amount of power coming from the dagger, followed by a spiritual tingling. The assassin retreated, succinctly retreated!

"Knife Realm, Nothingness!"

Accompanied by an endless sword intent!Qingyu Knife, a knife full of poetic names, slashed at the assassin like this! What's the use of retreating? All I want to do is chop you!

"Realm!

The Assassin vanished, but left behind a strong smell of blood!

The cold rain is still silent, so the assassin is still there! The inexplicable dark black in the dagger, superimposed on the assassin's body, is no longer a simple figure.

Dark shadows flowed, in the stagnant water formed by the cold rain, in the cold rain, in more dark black things.

"You deserve to die. The Assassin said succinctly, in a place where he was nowhere to be found.

"Why?" Zheng Bing asked seriously.

"Money. Your life. The Assassin replied, succinctly.

Somebody paid for your life, okay, so I'm here. This should be the complete discourse, what is so good about such simplicity? Even an assassin must have basic qualities, okay? It's good if you can't beat and run, don't say it if you don't want to talk, is this really good?

Zheng Bing didn't know, but the assassin stopped talking and seemed to start talking about the qualities of an assassin.

The pair starts to hold each other, and the cold rain becomes smaller.

"Boom. ”

It was the sound of rolling, and the broadsword slashed towards it!

It was the flask that had just slipped off, and under the power of the broadsword, it turned into pieces and flew in all directions! The aroma of wine once again diffused. The strong breath dissipated for a while in the cold rain and cool breeze.

"Evil!"

The assassin was trying to say abominable, but saved a word. In fact, sometimes it's good to understand the words by yourself, but you are here to kill people, not to be a nanny. The use of power saving, only in the most critical places, is to kill people vigorously!

"Poof!" is the sound of a dagger slashing across a broadsword!

The man covered with mud carried a big knife and kept sliding the big knife in the light rain! The blue light formed a different style! In the night, it was like the light of fireworks, which did not disappear and continued to be beautiful.

From time to time, sparks splash and smoke in the rain is even more beautiful.

"Whew. ”

The sound of heavy breathing came, and the big knife slashed in the direction of the sound again, a different style, a different kind of strength!

It is well known that the Assassins were not strong enough to support long battles. But this assassin may be a little less talkative and a little stupid. He still didn't leave, he still kept breathing more and harder! If he wanted to do this, he would kill Zheng Bing like this!

"You, die. ”

The assassin said what he wanted to say very handsomely, although his voice trembled slightly.

Zheng Bing's heart sank and he felt bad. Because he sensed that the assassin's aura was somewhat extremely unstable, sometimes strong and sometimes weak. It may not be very simple to stick to it.

The knife is slashing, slashing very hard! What persistence, the big knife is still the same! What the hell is scheming? Chop!

For a long time, Zheng Bing's realm has always been sad about autumn! However, tonight, under the unique cold rain, in the baked cakes and wine, in the cursing words that he has learned!

The knife slashed at the assassin fiercely! This is a fierce slash! With a tyrannical aura! It is the arrogance of a knife that has been suppressed! The knife is fearless! Since it is a spraying blade, you must have the determination to cut the world!

The cold rain was cut away by the knife qi, the wind was cut away by the knife qi, and the sadness of autumn was cut away!

The grandeur of autumn is presented! This is autumn! What hatred and what resentment! At this moment, there is only the joy of autumn harvest, the joy of the northern wild goose flying south, and the joy of welcoming autumn......

The knife smashed into the assassin with a gesture of exuberance!

"Come on, I'll play. Then you, die!"

The assassin actually wanted to say, "I'm going to make a big move so soon?" I want to play again, but since you want to die, go die.

The assassin's aura changed suddenly! The fifth stage of the blue rank has risen to the beginning of the blue order!

"Realm!Fengzi!" the assassin's aura rose, and he disappeared. But the broadsword is still the same!

Three Realms Blue Rank Assassin! Zheng Bing's eyes can be changed! This seems to be a dead end, who is spending so much effort to assassinate himself? The knife slashed on the ground! The cracked crack is spreading like a dragon.

The assassin was not there, silently, suppressing Zheng Bing's mobility! The dagger was stained with blood, spraying everywhere in the rain, like a fountain! The smell of blood became stronger.

Zheng Bing felt the flowing blood, and he also felt the actions of the assassins. The blue blue light on the dagger was mixed with blood-colored blood spots!

But Zheng Bing's big knife was still and didn't move!

"Sword Realm!

The roar of rage! The knife slashed at the assassin's dagger!

"Stop! Quiet! Wind!"

The assassin succinctly exclaimed, being controlled by the white-level people! The assassin's pupils continued to dilate! What kind of strength is this? Where does this young man's thin body get the strength?

The assassin felt that his strength could no longer be sustained, so he could not live in the Three Realms! But the power of suppression would not change at all! The dagger could not be lost! If the cultivator loses his army, if he dies!

"Who are you?" Zheng Bing asked seriously, staring at the assassin!

“......”

"Who are you!"

The fist slammed into the assassin's face! The knife still pressed the dagger! The power of the fairy gold!

Blood trickled down from the corner of the Assassin's mouth......

The assassin's eyes were full of ferocity!

"To Lao Tzu, him. "The smell of alcohol explodes at this moment!"

Zheng Bing's eyes were confused, and his behavior seemed to have changed. But soon, the same fierce eyes appeared on Zheng Bing's face!

The rain has stopped, and the moonlight is cold!

"Bang!"

The sound of a fist hitting your face, the sound of your face hitting your fist!

The assassin gasped, his eyes even more fierce! The blue light on the dagger flickered!

"Realm!

This is a self-destructive move, by destroying the realm of enlightenment, to gain great power! Stimulate the potential of the body! Very few people use this move, because if one is not good, it is impossible to rise to the red level again for the rest of their lives. Of course, some people call it broken and then standing!

As a result, the aura of the assassin continued to rise! From the aura of the beginning of the blue order to the peak of the blue order! The blue of the light on the dagger became more condensed, faintly with the aura of the purple order! But the simple increase was only the strength and physical strength.

Of course, this is not a permanent growth, time, simply put, depends on the character too.

So, the assassin took the dagger and carried the broadsword, but the fierce eyes became calm at this moment. is even more because Zheng Bing has been classified as a dead man in his heart......

An assassin is an assassin who constantly inflicts self-damage to kill his enemies. If you want to live, you can't let the enemy live!

"Remember that Lao Tzu is Zheng Bing!" Zheng Bing suppressed the dagger with a big knife! "Don't die unjustly!"

"You, Zheng Bing, yes?"

“......”

The night is drunk.