"Boy, do you remember how many people you have killed from the beginning to the present?"

Wei Yan was in the bleak night, his outline was very blurred, and he said in a somewhat gloomy voice, "You answer me this question first!"

"Six... Seventy people..."Spitfire is not very sure, in short, he has very few tasks, most of them are sent by Wushuang to practice when he follows Wushuang. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And in the past two years, I am afraid that the number of killings can be counted with my fingers.

Although, everyone he killed, the countenance he remembers, because as an assassin, he is not qualified, because he is not numb enough.

If you are not numb enough, you will hesitate, you will make mistakes, and you will die.

This is the fatal part of Spitfire.

"How many people are there?"

Wei Yan looked at Feihuo coldly and said, "You are only so tasked, you don't even know how many people you killed with your own hands?"

Feihuo was speechless for a while, he really didn't remember very clearly, if he wanted to count them one by one, maybe he would count them, but at this time, I am afraid it is a little difficult to recall them one by one.

"This, I want to think..."Spitfire's voice was a little low, and it was naturally very difficult to remember one by one.

"Let me tell you, I started my debut at the age of fifteen, and now it is exactly fifteen years, and I have killed two thousand two hundred and ninety-nine people, including ten masters of the Tianquan level, twenty masters of the Yuheng level, two hundred people of the Kaiyang level, and the remaining miscellaneous soldiers of two thousand and sixty-nine people, all of which are some inconsequential miscellaneous soldiers!"

Wei Yan remembered quite clearly, every time he killed someone, he would remember a number in his heart.

This is the number of kills, and it is also a testament to his status as the overlord of the Heavenly Machine.

The "Heavenly Machine" assassin is extremely mysterious, and he will not kill people easily on weekdays, and the number of tasks varies according to the level.

But the overall number is not much, because the "Heavenly Machine" will not easily take orders, so if a Heavenly Assassin can receive a "Tian" level task every month, it is already a very rare situation in the organization.

The "Tian" level tasks are generally calculated from the "Yuheng" level, and the target tasks are basically well-known chivalrous in the rivers and lakes.

"Tianquan" is the level of the leader of ordinary gangs, which shows the high level of Wei Yan's martial arts.

Feihuo didn't expect Wei Yan to remember it so clearly, as if he had always remembered it in his head.

Wei Yan looked at Feihuo coldly, the night was very dark, but it did not affect Wei Yan's vision at all, most of the assassins of "Heavenly Machine" were good at concealment methods and silent killing techniques.

But Wei Yan's route is completely different, domineering, he actually condenses his true qi and illuminates the surroundings vividly.

His vigorous true qi bloomed in the wilderness like a bright lamp.

It also illuminated Spitfire's somewhat incredulous face.

"That's it, my sword, every time I kill a person, it will leave a nick, although I often maintain the weapon and erase the nick, but I can firmly remember my own martial power!" Wei Yan is such a repeated person, every time he passes the character, he will carve traces on his weapon, according to different levels, there are different nicks, but after that, because of the cherishing of the weapon, the weapon will be restored to the same state.

A community of contradictions.

"Do you understand, you have to remember how many people you killed, but you don't need to know who they are and where they come from, you just need to know that there were people who became the souls of your swords!" Wei Yan pulled out his giant sword, and another gust of wind and dust rolled up, and Wei Yanming's swaying blade imprinted Wei Yan's light on Wei Yan's frosty face.

The sharp momentum is fully displayed.

"It's a pity that I haven't received a master at the Tianji level to kill him so far, which is a very regrettable thing!" Wei Yan didn't care about his martial arts at all, only the fact that he was at the Tianquan level.

"Boy, when I was in Yuheng, I had already crossed the level and killed an opponent of Tianquan, although the other party was a veteran in martial arts, but he still died under my sword, not so much because he was killed by me, but because he was shocked by my momentum, his heart was weak, so he was killed by me!"

Hearing these words, Feihuo's admiration for Wei Yan is probably second only to his master Wushuang.

Even Wushuang had never taught Spitfire like this, but it undoubtedly gave Spitfire a great shock.

"Why, when you hear this, you can't even speak?" Wei Yan was very satisfied with Feihuo's expression, because he was like a normal person.

However, the assassin of Tianji, of course, cannot be just a "normal person", but an extraordinary person, who can do things that ordinary people can't do.

"No, I'm thinking about how to become as strong as you!" Feihuo said, "Maybe, it's impossible to catch up with Wushuang, but with you, maybe I can learn a lot!"

Hearing this, Wei Yan was not angry, the strength of Wushuang is a recognized fact.

Even the three envoys were in awe, and the Xuan envoys did not dare to fight with Wushuang easily.

Because the two of them are already too strong, the slightest shot is earth-shattering, and if you don't pay attention, I'm afraid someone will die on the spot.

"Wushuang is really powerful, I admit this, if I fight Wushuang, he doesn't need ten moves to defeat me!" Wei Yan said: "Actually, I have asked Wushuang for advice before, but unfortunately, I lost!"

"As a loser, Wushuang asks me to do something for him in the future!" Wei Yan also gritted his teeth, of course it was not a happy thing to lose, not to mention that Wushuang was basically crushing him.

"Then, let me help you!" Wei Yan was a little helpless, "Although there are some unwillingness, but an agreement is an agreement, so don't worry, what I can teach you will teach you in a very short time!"

Of course, Wei Yan also has his own considerations, although he was asked by Wushuang to "help" Spitfire, but he did not say to what extent he wanted to help.

To put it simply, Wei Yan wants to fulfill the contract on the one hand, but he doesn't want to provoke too much right and wrong.

Originally, he was only going to teach Feihuo some swordsmanship, and then see what the destiny was.

However, the "domineering" side that Spitfire occasionally showed made Wei Yan feel very interesting.

"In this organization, there are many cunning people, but there are very few overlords, isn't it too boring, if you become a hegemon like me, it won't be in vain for me to teach you so much!"

Wei Yan Hengjian was in front, and his training method was of course simple, rough, and effective.

"Boy, draw your sword and attack me with the determination to kill me, if you take a step back, I'll leave you dead here at once, and I'll do it!"