The man in black slowly crouched beside Zhao Fuxin's bed, and Zhao Fuxin still maintained the posture when the man in black entered the house. The man in black saw that Zhao Fuxin, who was sleeping on his back, was handsome and elegant, and his even breathing made his broad chest rise and fall regularly, he slowly took out the dagger, as if he had made a big determination, and stabbed Zhao Fuxin's chest. Zhao Fuxin was waiting for this time, his right arm exerted force, so that he knocked himself away from the man in black, and when the man in black was stunned, Zhao Fuxin slapped him on the left shoulder. Zhao Fuxin originally thought that these two sudden attacks would hit the man in black hard, but he took this slap hard, and flew out of the dagger and went straight to Zhao Fuxin's door. Zhao Fuxin didn't think that he still had this hand, he had only practiced "Jiuyang Dafa", he didn't have any external skills, like what kind of horizontal dodge, backward jumping and other basic external skills.

"My life is on the line. ”

Zhao Fuxin stared at the flying dagger, thinking that he was dead. Just as he was about to stab him, a burst of green light blocked the dagger's front. It was the wood spirit who saved him, Zhao Fuxin knew that it was a critical moment to stay alive, so he grabbed the dagger that stopped and stabbed at the man in black. The man in black did not entangle with Zhao Fuxin, and dodged the stabbing dagger in a backward jump, slammed open the door and escaped.

At this time, the entire Jinshi Inn was in chaos, and several black-clothed people infiltrated the Jinshi Inn, targeting the palace examination candidates who lived on the third floor. The man in black who assassinated Zhao Fuxin failed, and it was safe for Zhang Jun's son to be protected by several capable people, but Wang Xi's descendants were taken captive. When there was a riot on the third floor, Da Niu rushed over, he wanted to protect his brother, and when he first arrived on the third floor, he saw a man in black crashing out of Zhao Fuxin's room, Da Niu thought that Zhao Fuxin had been killed by him.

"Give my brother back!!"

The big bull rushed towards the man in black, but the man in black did it lightly, and he came to the other black-clothed people in two clicks, when they came, there were a total of eleven people, and six of them were guarding outside, except for the black-clothed man who assassinated Zhao Fuxin, the remaining four people were in groups of twos and twos, and the group that assassinated Zhang Jun's son was completely wiped out, and now there are nine people left. Da Niu was carried away by anger at this time, even if there were ninety people standing in front of him, he would not be afraid, he only had the smaller man in black in his eyes.

"I'm going to kill you!!"

The big bull ran towards the man in black and slapped him, but before he could hit the other party, the big bull was grabbed by several men in black and pressed to the ground. The people on Zhang Caijun's side didn't mean to rescue him at all, just watching the excitement there. There are really a few masters in Xinyang's entourage with Zhang Caijun this time, the most powerful is the "Thunderbolt Leg" Gao Jian, followed by the "Folding Plum Hand" Tong Jin.

"These people are golden dogs. ”

Someone on Zhang Caijun's side reported the origin of the man in black.

When Zhao Fuxin came out of the house, the big cow had already been captured, and the man in black who took the lead made a murderous gesture.

"Don't!"

Da Niu heard Zhao Fuxin's voice,

"So you're not dead, that's great. ”

Zhao Fuxin knew that Da Niu lost his mind in order to avenge himself, and fought against the man in black with the strength of one person. Zhao Fuxin held the dagger in his hand, concentrated his true qi on the wrist of his right hand, and then flew out of the dagger to directly capture the man in black who assassinated him. The man in black dodged sideways, and the dagger stabbed into the head of the other man in black, killing him instantly. However, although the man in black dodged, he knocked down the turban and the black cloth that covered his face, his long hair was fluttering, he looked like a flower and the moon, and his bright eyes seemed to be able to speak, and he pursed his small mouth, and his angry expression was so good-looking.