"Do the real thing? There's no need." Chu Shishanhe said lazily.

"You ......" Luan Mancang just opened his mouth, and saw a black shadow suddenly appear in front of him, Luan Mancang hurriedly set up an axe to take the sharp slash, but he had already been blasted out by that blow and was blocked by Jin Yuanbai, who was standing at the back, before he stopped his body.

Jing Feiyu was stunned and turned to look at Chu Shi Shanhe, who repelled Luan Mancang with one blow, the speed of this knife was not unexpected, and when he thought that Chu Shi Shanhe was going to continue to pull his skin, he actually made a brazen attack, so that he didn't even react to the ink shadow killer who was known for his speed.

His previous scoundrel was a delusion, or was everything paving the way for this moment.

It wasn't until this moment that Jing Feiyu seemed to understand why Zhang Fuzhi's guy had to kill this demon.

"Oops, I'm sorry, I made a mistake." Chu Shi Shanhe stood in the position where Luan Mancang was originally located, looking annoyed and regretful.

"Okay, don't pretend, this is not a teahouse, no one will give you a reward." Jin Yuanbai said coldly.

"Okay." The wings of the flowing fire behind Chu Shishanhe suddenly appeared, and he had already left the encirclement of the three of them in a single spin.

"Crimson Wing, it is indeed the purest Winged Demon bloodline." Jing Feiyu swept away the previous lazy and decadent aura, stood up straight, stretched out his hand, and gently licked the blade of the dagger in his hand with his tongue: "Our ink shadow collection has a pair of pale golden magic wings, I don't know if this one is more precious than yours."

In the next moment, Jing Feiyu had already turned into a flying rainbow and rushed into the sky, heading straight for Chu Shi's mountains and rivers to kill.

Chu Shi Shanhe held Zhu He's right waist, and in an instant, the black and red flames on the wings of the flowing fire behind him suddenly soared, and the hunting sound in a black robe made a hunting sound, and the wind and snow had melted and evaporated before Chu Shi Shanhe Sanzhang had approached.

"Slash!" Chu Shi Shanhe snorted lightly, Zhu He suddenly came out of the sheath, and a knife hit the void and burst into a dazzling white light, followed by a muffled sound, and Jing Feiyu, who was extremely fast and almost invisible, was directly knocked away dozens of zhang.

With a successful sword, Chu Shi Shanhe took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the wings of the flowing fire behind him had already caught up with Jing Feiyu's figure, and then dozens of white lights appeared, forming a magnificent starry sky map in the air.

The speed was so fast that countless winds and snows stopped under this bright star map, as if they were two worlds.

This move is Chu Shi Shanhe stolen from the three princes of the true dragon clan, Long Cheng, at that time, Chu Shi Shanhe was similar to the cat and the tiger, and now it seems to be eight or nine points.

This battle seems to have been fought dozens of times, but the time of the battle is only a short moment.

As Jing Feiyu fell down at high speed from under the bright star map, Chu Shi Shanhe's sword drawing technique also happened to come to an end.

The border was extremely windy and snowy, and it had rained for a day and a night, and a thick layer of snow had already accumulated on the ground, and after Jing Feiyu planted himself headlong into the snow, there was a fierce sizzling sound in an instant, and when Jing Feiyu jumped out of the snow, several people found that the two silver-white delicate dagger assassins had already taken out a dazzling red and blue at the moment, and in addition, the blades of the two daggers had been broken out of countless gaps. On the other hand, on the other side of Chu Shishanhe, Zhu He in his hand was still pitch black, and even the blade was not damaged at all.

Zhang Fuzhi threw the two daggers high into the river, and the incomparably hard ice surface instantly emitted puffs of white smoke the moment it touched the dagger, and then the two daggers melted through the ice and fell into the lake at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Plainly scrapped the two weapons in his hand, and he didn't see any anger in Jing Feiyu, but instead had a plain face on his hands and sleeves, and when his hands were pulled out, two brand-new daggers were in the list.

"It's a good knife, but it's a forbidden knife paradigm." Jing Fei said coldly, the murderous intent in his eyes even colder: "But it is enough to melt and reforge two daggers. It's just a little more troublesome."

"Then it's up to you to have no skills." Chu Shishanhe forcibly suppressed the violent beating of his heart and said coldly. His speed is not slow among his peers, but it is not fast, let alone this famous killer known for his speed. If it weren't for Chu Shi Shanhe's borrowing of the sword drawing technique, the instantaneous flow of knife qi, coupled with the unsparing operation of the wings of flowing fire, Chu Shi Shanhe would not have been able to catch up with Jing Feiyu's speed at all

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Chu Shi Shanhe exhaled softly, fortunately, this guy was injured, and the choice was to fight head-on, otherwise it would be enough for Chu Shi Shanhe to kill ten heads.

Assassination, assassination, only a surprise assassination can bring out the full combat power of the killer.

Just when Jing Feiyu was about to make another move, Jin Yuanbai walked up to Jing Feiyu and stretched out his hand to stop him, and said to this Chu Shi Shanhe, "Xiang Sheng is tired, I will fight with you next."

As soon as he heard the news, not to mention Jing Feiyu's eyes full of shock, even Luan Mancang, who had always been honest and honest, was a little frightened, and hurriedly stopped, "Yuanbai, why don't you come with me."

"It doesn't matter." Jin Yuanbai waved his hand and repudiated Luan Mancang's suggestion.

This abnormal scene naturally attracted the attention of Chu Shishanhe, "Could it be that this scholar is very weak?" Chu Shi Shanhe shook his head and directly denied this answer, after all, he is one of the leaders of Moying, even if he is weak, it is impossible to be weak, as long as he is not an assassin with speed flow like Jing Feiyu, it is a good thing for the current Chu Shi Shanhe.

"I find that I'm really trying to kill you more and more." Jin Yuanbai muttered.

"Actually, I think you should go home and reunite with your families, isn't this the grandest festival of your human race, the Yuan Ri Festival?" Chu Shishanhe also kept talking: "It's not easy for you on such a cold day, even if you can't go home, it's not bad to go to the city for a festival, it's better than fighting life and death here."

"You're so weird, they all say that the demons are unrestrained and do whatever they want, but in fact, in my opinion, they are all farts, whether it is the Eight Kings, ordinary demon people, or traders, they are actually doing "illegal" things in the name of demons, which is exactly their impression of "demons" for many people. But since it is lawlessness and desire control, with desire, everything has traces to follow, but you don't seem to have any rules......" Jin Yuanbai paused and said, "It's like everything really comes from the heart, and there are no rules to follow the rules. And that's the biggest variable and threat to us, you know what I'm talking about?"

"It's really not good, I'll pay for a few brothers to have a good meal, I can't afford to pay for this Jing Feiyu brother's dagger, and I can only punish myself with three cups to apologize."

Two people have their own words, and they want to tell each other, but they don't disturb each other.

"Because we can't control you, and it's hard to even predict what you're going to do next, it's fine if you're just an ordinary demon, but you're a winged demon." Jin Yuanbai took a half-step back with his right foot and opened the fist fight, and said softly, "So you must die, Moying does not allow anyone who can threaten the human race, even after ten thousand years."