Facing Wang Yi who flew in and the knife in his hand, Liu Cheng's face did not show the slightest panic, his right hand drew a circle in the air and flew towards Wang Yi.

Rumble.

The two forces collided together, as brilliant as fireworks, but Wang Yi's figure did not stop, and he was still flying towards Liu Cheng.

"Poof. ”

The embroidered spring knife hit Liu Cheng's right shoulder, and blood flew out and splashed on Wang Yi's face, but at this time, Liu Cheng's flying sword was also in Wang Yi's back.

Wang Yi stepped on Liu Cheng's stomach and flew out with his strength. Both of them were uncomfortable, the flying sword was pulled out by Wang Yi's backhand, still on the ground, he felt the wound began to slowly flow blood, although the wound caused by the flying sword was not big, but if there was more than blood, he would bleed to death.

Liu Cheng's right hand hung weakly on one side of his body, and his left hand covered the wound on his shoulder to prevent him from bleeding profusely. He knew he was underestimating the Assassin.

The price of underestimating Wang Yi is that the wound on his shoulder is bleeding unstoppably.

Just one battle, Wang Yi clearly felt that Liu Cheng's cultivation must have surpassed the gathering spirit and had the power of the Xuan, and even Wang Yi was a little suspicious that Liu Cheng had reached the threshold of true life.

When he clearly knew that the other party was stronger than himself, Wang Yi wanted to run away at the first time, but the other party's realm was too high, and he was a rare sword cultivator.

To flee is to die.

So what should I do if I can't escape, I naturally kill back.

Retreating as advance, and then killing, this is the most correct decision.

After fighting several times, Wang Yi and Liu Cheng began to have more and more wounds, but under the gap in the realm, Wang Yi was obviously much more seriously injured than Liu Cheng.

No matter how powerful a genius is, he must avoid his edge in the face of absolute strength.

The flying sword hovered in the air, looking for an opportunity to attack Wang Yi. In the distance, Liu Cheng's face was a little flushed, which showed that after a few rounds, Liu Cheng's loss was not small.

Wang Yi slowly raised his right hand, and the starlight began to converge on his right hand, forming an invisible sword. A falling leaf in the courtyard began to rotate with the invisible force, and then more fallen leaves began to move, surrounding Wang Yi's side, forming a powerful air current.

Liu Cheng stood in the distance, looking at the flying fallen leaves, a sense of uneasiness rose in his heart, he stretched out the index finger and middle finger of both hands, the starlight gradually flowed, drawing a few tricks in the air, and at the same time, the flying sword also began to fly with Liu Cheng's movements, gathering momentum in the air.

Wang Yi was not disturbed by the changes in the outside world, he was like a tireless machine, constantly gathering momentum there, and there was no trace of panic in his eyes.

This was the first time that Wang Yi had faced an enemy much higher than his own realm during his cultivation, and if he retreated or fled, he would definitely die.

Not far away, the flying sword hummed, and suddenly turned into a bright light and flew towards Wang Yi.

The invisible sword began to tremble slowly, and Wang Yi looked at the flying sword with a determined look in his eyes.

Ding, ding, ding.

The invisible sword flew out and collided with the flying sword, making a piercing sound, and in the dark night, countless sparks bloomed.

Wang Yi bore the brunt of the attack due to his low realm, and countless wounds were cut by the airflow emitted by the collision of the flying sword, and the blood began to stain his clothes.

He didn't know how Liu Cheng was, but Wang Yi was very sure that Liu Cheng would not feel well.

Rumble.

The two air currents were finally separated, but the exploding sword qi spread throughout the courtyard, and at the same time impacted the bodies of Wang Yi and Liu Cheng, and the two of them flew out upside down at the same time.

Wang Yi fell under the high wall, the blood had completely buried Wang Yi, Wang Yi sat on the stone slab, but his eyes were not panicked, there was no fear.

Liu Cheng fell at the door of the room, the room was already half destroyed at this time, the door had disappeared, and the window fell on the stone slab, a mess.

The corners of Liu Cheng's mouth began to invade blood, and the robes of his hands had been blasted open by the sword qi, and he was nowhere to be found, and the arms inside were already blackened. The clothes on his legs were torn into strips of cloth, revealing his bloody legs lying inside, but Liu Cheng did not fall down and was still standing in place.

Success or failure is instantaneous.

Wang Yi lost, he lost completely, although he made Liu Cheng pay the price, but if he lost, he lost.

"Haha, hahaha. ”

Liu Cheng let out a happy laugh, but his eyes were full of viciousness. But soon, Liu Cheng's laughter was replaced by his coughing up blood.

"I didn't expect you to know kendo too, I'm really underestimating you. Liu Cheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his blackened right hand and said, "But it's all in vain, in the face of the absolute realm gap, all your efforts are useless." ”

Liu Cheng took the flying sword that he had just picked up and threw it at Wang Yi, the flying sword was also dim at this time, and when it flew in the air, it was also shaky.

However, this did not affect it to deal a fatal blow to Wang Yi.

Wang Yi fell to the ground, he felt a cool breeze blowing through his body, and he also felt the arrival of the flying sword. Wang Yi had some regret in his eyes, regret that he couldn't kill Liu Cheng, take revenge, and feel a little relieved, he can finally live in the world without hatred, and he is free.

The flying sword cut through the air, came to Wang Yi in the blink of an eye, and rushed straight at Wang Yi's head.

Rumble.

At this time, a golden barrier appeared beside Wang Yi to block the attack of the flying sword. Above Wang Yi's body, a compass suddenly appeared, floating in the air, emitting a faint glow.

Above the distant sea of stars, a golden star began to turn from dim to bright. Suddenly, he emitted a ray of light and headed towards the earth.

Wang Yi felt something, looked up at the sky, and watched the arrival of light.

Liu Cheng's eyes were a little incredible, he was a little stunned by this sudden change, what is this, a compass can actually block his flying sword.

And what was the light that came down from the sky, what was all that.

Wang Yi was even more puzzled than Liu Cheng, and he didn't know what was going on, but he only felt something when the light flew down at him.

The light continued to magnify in Wang Yi's eyes, and finally came to his side, becoming one with the compass.

Airplanes.

The barrier instantly grew larger, slowly eroding the flying sword, and the flying sword began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Poof. ”

The disappearance of the natal flying sword could be said to be fatal to Liu Cheng's damage, Liu Cheng spat out a mouthful of blood violently, looked sluggish, and fell on the stone slab not far away.

He remembered the first time he heard his master introduce him to the cultivation realm.

Gathering spirits can only be regarded as the beginning of cultivation, and only when you step into this realm can you become a cultivator. The next step is to pass through the Xuan, and when you reach this realm, you can understand the essence of some cultivation and get a glimpse of a trace of heavenly opportunity. The next step is true life, you can cultivate your own heavenly soul in your own body, and you can also set yourself up as the king of the mountain in some remote mountains, rob your house, and do whatever you want.

In the upper reaches is the Star Monarch, putting his Heavenly Soul into the stars that suit him, this kind of realm is also rare in today's world, and they are all busy pursuing a higher level.

"Star Monarch !!"

Liu Cheng recalled that he had just come down from the sky to get the light, that is, the power that Xingjun could communicate with heaven and earth, and he couldn't understand how this assassin could communicate with the power of heaven and earth and defeat himself.

Wang Yi put his right hand on the ground, supported his body, slowly got up, and slowly walked towards the seriously injured Liu Cheng under the protection of the compass.

Wang Yi took out his embroidered spring knife, put it on Liu Cheng's neck, and asked, "What are your last words?" ”

Liu Cheng raised his head, revealing disdainful eyes, and looked at Wang Yi who was holding a knife.

"Since you don't want to say it, let's die. ”

Wang Yi raised the embroidered spring knife high, used all his strength, and slashed towards Liu Cheng fiercely.

The knife passed quickly through Liu Cheng's neck, making extremely ugly sounds from time to time, but the sound stopped abruptly.

Liu Cheng looked at Wang Yi with relieved and somewhat shocked eyes, and then Liu Cheng's head tilted, fell to the ground, and after rolling twice, the blood that was still warm was scattered all over the ground.

After Wang Yi did all this, he sighed, sat on the ground, and recovered his physical strength, the battle just now was also a life-and-death struggle for him.

If there was no compass, he would have really been killed by Liu Cheng. It is not difficult to see from the time when he first came that the group of people back then are now vigilant, and it seems that the people behind the scenes still haven't appeared. However, in this way, there must be clues in their contact.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi put away the compass floating in the air, cleaned up his wounds, and entered the half-collapsed room to look for it.

It's not easy, because everything here is pressed underneath the fight just now, and it's hard to figure it out.

However, with Wang Yi's unremitting efforts, Wang Yi found an iron box, which looked very hard and was not damaged in the collapsed ruins.

After removing the dust from it, Wang Yi picked up the embroidered spring knife and slashed at the iron box, splitting the lock on it.

When he opened the box, there were a lot of letters inside, and looking at the contents on it, Wang Yi's eyes were full of anger.

This is all the letters and money that Liu Cheng exchanged with a certain big person, but now it is all owned by Wang Yi, and at the end of the letter, there is a name that makes Wang Yi angry.

"Yang Zhao. ”

Wang Yi gritted his teeth, angrily stuck the embroidered spring knife on the ground, and shouted loudly.

"I, Wang Yi, swear that I will not kill you in this life, and I, Wang Yi, will never live. ”

Chang'an City, Yang Mansion.

Yang Zhao's mood today can be regarded as a rare good, just in front of His Majesty Emperor Ming, he has made a great contribution. Yang Zhao knew very well the weight of King Zhao in the heart of Emperor Ming, and he dared to report to His Majesty only after getting the exact news.

However, the fly in the ointment is that His Majesty handed over this errand to Jinyiwei to do, which made Yang Zhao a little depressed, after all, this means that his credit will be divided by Jinyiwei.

Sitting at the dinner table, Yang Zhao picked up the wine glass, took a small sip, and ate another bite of appetizers, Yang Zhao couldn't help but sigh that today's life is delicious and very comfortable.

Boom.

The chopsticks in Yang Zhao's hand suddenly fell to the ground, he felt a little strange, and his back began to feel cold, as if he was being targeted by a wild dog.

Yang Zhao frowned, a little irritable, and shouted outside: "Come on, send someone to invite Daoist Zhao." ”

"Yes. Someone outside the door replied.