With a whooshing sound, the red scorpion fragments scattered on the ground suddenly shot towards Yan Jin's back like sharp arrows. The commander of the Jinyi Guard, whose body was locked, suddenly felt a deep despair.

The next moment, twenty-three scorpion fragments in the shape of flying knives were inserted into the cold-faced man's back without reservation.

For a while, the blood behind Yan Jin was gushing like a spring, and those knife-like structures pierced his back more than half an inch deep. If it weren't for his luck in a hurry, he would have been beaten into a sieve by this moment.

Fell in a pool of blood, even though this ruthless man had a good cultivation, but he was stabbed twenty-three times, no matter how strong his body was, he couldn't withstand such a serious injury.

Viciously kicked the man in the pool of blood, and Assacina's hoarse voice rang out again:

"When you fight me, you have to be prepared to fight for your life. ”

As he spoke, the black-robed man slowly pulled out the straight knife inserted into his chest. Sealing the blood from the wound, Assasin slammed the Ugin knife to the ground. This man, known as the Dark Blade by the people in the rivers and lakes, has an unknown secret, and his heart grows on the right side. Although it is not a pleasant thing to be impaled in the left chest, for him, as long as he is alive, he can continue to kill.

Indifferently glancing at Yan Jin in a pool of blood, the black-robed assassin staggered in the direction of Zhu Yuanzhang.

Seeing the sudden change in the situation in the field, Ao Cangfeng dodged in front of Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Wei. He gathered his breath in the palm of his hand and shouted at the giant sword that was inserted into the wall in the distance:

"Come back!"

But even though he exerted his strength, the giant sword embedded deep in the stone wall only continued to hum and tremble, but it could never fly back into his hand. It seems that the time to blend with this divine weapon is still too short, even if he is a master of the Xuan Realm, he can only use some utensils that are sacrificed with his own blood or used for a long time. This giant sword has only been available for a few days, and the two swords that he has used for more than ten years must naturally not be able to do it handy.

Looking at the black-robed assassin who was getting closer and closer, Ao Cangfeng sighed heavily, and had to meet it with his bare hands. A few steps away from Assasin, the young man with the sword rushed violently, and his right hand became a sword point, stabbing at the throat of the black-robed man.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Assasin shook his hand casually, and the red scorpion fragment that was still inserted in Yan Jin's back behind him flew over with a swish, and shot in the direction of the arrogant wind.

With a thud, the knife-shaped fragment shot through the sword-bearer boy's right arm, sending him flying upside down.

Falling heavily to the ground, this heavy blow immediately caused the wound behind Ao Cangfeng to burst open. Red blood poured out from his back and on his right arm, instantly staining his shirt.

Seeing Ao Cangfeng lying in a pool of blood, Zhu Wei exclaimed uncontrollably. This time, it happened to wake up Zhu Yuanzhang who was in a coma. The long-faced old man looked around a little confused, and then stared at the black-robed assassin who was walking towards him step by step.

Struggling to get up, the seriously injured Ao Cangfeng once again blocked Zhu Yuanzhang's body.

Looking at this bloodied young man, Assasin asked puzzledly:

"Boy, I think you're just an ordinary Jianghu person, why do you want to save the life of this emperor?"

Taking a deep breath, Ao Cangfeng replied in a deep voice:

"People in the rivers and lakes should pay attention to the morality of the rivers and lakes. I don't know why you killed him, but I know that the people of the Ming Dynasty are living very well under his rule, and if he dies, the world will be in chaos. So, I have to stop you!"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the black-robed man asked coldly:

"Aren't you even afraid of death?"

With a disdainful sneer, Ao Cangfeng resolutely replied:

"Hmph! People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. If you were afraid of death, you would have stopped eating this bowl of rice in the rivers and lakes a long time ago!"

"Okay, I'll give you a ride!"

As soon as the words fell, Assasin flicked his right hand, and another red scorpion fragment flew in, penetrating the right leg of the young man who was blocking the way without hindrance.

"Big Brother Ao!"

Zhu Wei, who was hiding in her father's arms, was anxiously about to rush to the young man's side, but she was pulled back by the long-faced old man. Staring at this black-robed assassin for a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang asked in a deep voice:

"You're from the Mingjiao?"

Seeing that the big thing was about to happen, Assasin no longer had to hide, and he sneered:

"So what?"

Glancing at the bloody Ao Cangfeng, and then at the daughter who was crying beside him, Zhu Yuanzhang said coldly:

"You're going to kill me, how about letting him go?"

After coldly looking at the larger and larger fireball in the sky, the black-robed man said indifferently:

"Yes, anyway, even if you don't have to do it from me, the people in Yingtian City will give you a funeral. ”

A sad wry smile flashed on his face, Zhu Yuanzhang slowly stood up, and he commanded the arrogant wind who was struggling to get up:

"Little brother, I bother you to take my daughter to Yanjing, the sooner the better. You're going to do everything you can to protect her, please!"

Glancing at this old man who was the emperor, the young man with the sword bowed and said:

"Proud wind, take the order!"

No matter how Zhu Wei resisted, Zhu Yuanzhang pushed this most beloved daughter to the side of the sword-bearing boy, and then the long-faced old man walked forward proudly, standing majestically in front of the black-robed man.

"Let's do it. ”

Assasin looked coldly at the culprit who had single-handedly destroyed the Ming Sect, and slowly raised his hands. With his movements, the fragments of the thirty-two red scorpions gathered again, and the extremely sharp blades pointed at the proud old man in front of him.

"Xuantong gas, gather Beidou, I collect !!"

Suddenly, a slightly ruffian snort erupted from the oblique stab, and at the same time, the black-robed assassin felt a strong suction force driving the fragments of his and the hovering red scorpion scimitars around him to the left.

And a girl with six tails descended from the sky, and used her iconic big tail to roll up Zhu Yuanzhang and Ao Cangfeng and others at once, so as to prevent them from being affected by that suction.

The agile Assasin secretly screamed badly, but when he tried his best to stabilize his body, he saw a ruffian-looking young man sneering at him not far away.

The boy's right hand was covered with a strange layer of scale armor, and his claw-shaped palm was pulled and sucked by a terrifying vortex force.

The black-robed assassin slammed his feet to hold his body in place, and the powerful cyclone still swirled around him. Assasin's hands clawed and suddenly retracted. The shards of the red scorpion around him, which had lost control, suddenly pointed at the rogue boy in unison. But before he could shoot out the twenty-three flying knives, he saw the corners of the young man's mouth in front of him slightly raised, and shouted:

"Mixed elements, explosion!"

The words fell, and the strange cyclone froze instantly. Immediately after, a violent air mass the size of a millstone instantly condensed in the rogue boy's hand, and under Assasin's terrified gaze, the air mass hit him straight away.

Before he could let out an exclamation, the furious and incomparable energy instantly swallowed up this famous assassin in the rivers and lakes. Assasin, who was wrapped in an air mass, only felt as if a dozen levels of fierce wind were hanging around him, tearing most of his clothes apart in an instant. Immediately after that, an unimaginable force squeezed from all sides, forcing the man who had already suffered a lot of injuries to the point that his blood was surging, and the bones around his body began to make a crisp sound like they were about to break. But before he could get used to this strange feeling, the violent energy exploded in an instant, blasting the black-robed man out of the air, and along with those knife-like fragments, he landed on the other side of the street with a bang.

Bai Xiaoyi, who succeeded in the sneak attack, straightened up panting, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Fang Cai's move mixed yuan and one qigong almost used up all the strength in his body, if he was dodged this time, then his body bones of one hundred and ten catties would definitely have to be explained here.

Pretending to be calm, he strode into the middle of the street, Bai Xiaoyi pointed to the black-robed assassin in tattered clothes and sneered:

"Who's inside, don't you like to kill people? Come on, come on, compare with me, and see if you die or I die. ”

Although what he said was powerful, Bai Xiaoyi really had no bottom in his heart. used Fang Cai's move, and now he has no true qi left in his body, not to mention the black-clothed assassin, at this moment, I'm afraid that even a little girl like Zhu Wei can beat him half to death.

For some reason, since he had instilled Zhu Wei's innate vitality for forty years, Bai Xiaoyi felt that every time he mobilized the true qi in the dantian, there would always be a trace of stagnation, and the true qi that he had finally mobilized would be exhausted in a few moments. This made the scoundrel boy very worried, and he felt that he was getting farther and farther away from becoming a master.

Struggling to get up from the ground, Assasin looked incredulously at the sudden appearance of a man and a woman. The ruffian-looking young man was not afraid, if it weren't for the momentary carelessness, he should have easily dodged such a clumsy move. Even if he was sturdy for a while, looking at the injuries on his body, this young man's cultivation was only four or five grades at best, and he was far from the strength to kill himself. But if you add the girl with six tails, it's hard to say.

Although the man from the Western Regions had never seen many spirits, he had heard of the legendary nine-tailed fox. After a rough estimate, no matter how the girl in front of him said, she should have a cultivation close to the first-grade Xuan Realm, if it were to be changed to normal times, he would have absolute confidence that he could deal with it. But feeling the wound pierced by the Ugin knife in his chest, Assasin began to hesitate.

After hesitating for a moment, the man wrapped in the black robe made a move with both hands to restore the red scorpion scimitar to its original form. Immediately, under the vigilant gaze of everyone, he slowly fell into the ground.