Seeing Ye Wen easily kill two subordinates who had followed him for many years, Chen Wu's face was cold, just a trace of sadness flashed in his pupils, it can be seen that he is obviously not indifferent, although the killer is ruthless and unrighteous, but they are all born and died together, and then survived to this day.

It's just that being able to survive from the brutal competition of gangs to the present, and even mixing it with a quenched cultivation to the level of a small boss of the Bayonet Pavilion, Chen Wu is obviously not the kind of sentimental person, he is an excellent killer, he is tough and ruthless, enough to bear the great task of deciding life and death.

Otherwise, he would not stand out among many ordinary killers, and the reason why he was able to control killers of the same level of cultivation was not only his superb assassination skills, but also his unshakable will and the consciousness of sacrificing everything in order to complete the task.

"Come on. Chen Wu's voice was low and hoarse, faintly revealing a bit of violent aura, he raised his head violently and swallowed a pill, and the Dao power in his body suddenly churned, surging out like waves, and said word by word: "Either you die, or I die!"

Yin Yang Dan?

Ye Wen's pupils shrank, no, it should be more than that, the slowly advancing figure suddenly stopped, clenched the ice sword in his hand, and the ice sword that stopped on both sides suddenly began to rotate, after killing five people in a row, the remaining Dao power could no longer control more frost swords, but he still had the confidence to kill the other party.

"Die!"

Chen Wu drank fiercely, his sharp eyes flashed with determination, his body sank, his waist was strong, and the Dao power that had been promoted to a peak ran wildly, and then like a cheetah that pounced on food, his body stepped out violently and killed Ye Wen who was ten steps away.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

At the moment of taking a step, the sound of sharp weapons bursting out sounded continuously, and I saw an ice blade suddenly condense from the void, and then quickly turn into three, turning into three white knife lights and shooting out.

Ye Wen's face changed slightly, and the two talismans ran around his body at the same time, and he was desperately promoted to the extreme, if it was paired with the Yin Yang Pill that overdrew his blood, this was a killing method with death and no life, and he would die together, and no matter who was not afraid of life and death, he would leave a trace of room in his subconscious, and the essence of his life was to seek a glimmer of life, but this practice was not survival!

But......

Death!

With a few crackles, the two ice swords that rotated the void instantly shattered into ice slag and fell, Ye Wen switched from the Frost Sword Rune to the Ice Wind Step Rune, his footsteps were like skating, he dodged and retreated, dragging out a few cold afterimages, and at the same time, the ice sword that gradually collapsed in his hand was thrown out, turning into a sword light, and shooting towards Chen Wu's chest with a shattering scream.

A white sword light slashed through a smooth arc in the air, accurately slamming into the ice sword that attacked Chen Wu, and with a snap, the sword light was stagnant, the ice sword shattered, and the remaining ice chips fell to the ground with the white light.

The remaining two white sword lights still slashed forward, and just as they were close to Ye Wen's two paces, the two knives turned into a storm in an instant, turning into dense bayonets as thin as raindrops, and bombarded down with a sneering sound of breaking through the air.

Thin knives like needles!

Knives rained down!

Ye Wen's pupils contracted like needles, and his figure flickered again and again, urging the ice wind step to the limit, and in the cave, a faint white mist filled the cave under the urging of the two ice talismans.

A dead gray color spread from Chen Wu's face, but his expectant gaze was still firmly fixed on the figure hidden in the ice mist, and suddenly, a sword light cracked through the white mist, and swept through the air along a straight route, pointing directly at Chen Wu, whose face was like dead ash.

Chen Wu clutched his chest and knelt on one knee with a painful face, only to feel that the bones of his whole body were screaming in pain, as if they were about to fall apart, and an ice sword leaked out of his back, although it did not hit the heart position, but as the blood-colored crystals squeezed out rolled down, the vitality of the body had rapidly dissipated.

Chen Wu struggled to raise his head, and looked ahead with a wry smile, only to see that the mist over there had dissipated, revealing a thin figure, and there were blood lines falling along the contours of the young man's face, and there were more than a dozen small blood holes on his shoulders, obviously not succeeding in avoiding all the attacks.

It's just that......

The man's gaze was still as heavy as ice, his body did not shake in the slightest, the seemingly serious injury seemed to be an innocuous matter, and there was even an inexplicable smile on the young face.

"What a little monster...... Chen Wu sighed and slowly closed his eyes......

Ye Wen coughed up a mouthful of blood violently, and the figure standing proudly in the cave finally showed a little weakness, he looked at the man in front of him who had no life but did not fall, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of admiration.

It's a good fight......

I didn't expect to be forced to this point in the case of dominance, just now he actually lost, but he didn't die, the fight between low-level monks, usually divided into two kinds of close and long-range attacks, such as holding the sword in the palm of the hand for the close body, and using the consciousness remote control sword for the long-range attack, both have their own advantages and disadvantages, and the monk will decide the technique with the development of the battle situation.

Chen Wu's figure swept out, seemingly for hand-to-hand combat, but in fact it was a disguise, the three ice blade phantoms controlled by consciousness were the killing moves, and the method of replacing the virtual and the real was exactly the same as Ye Wen's sneak attack at the beginning.

An either-or gamble.

This time, it was Ye Wen's turn to gamble and lose, I thought that the sword shadow of one turned three was false, and the real purpose of the other party was to fight to the death in close quarters, but I didn't expect that the final result was just the opposite, and it can't be said to be wrong from the point of view, although the method of long-range attack is varied, it can be attacked and defended, but as the distance between the phantom of the talisman and the body is, the control and power will be reduced accordingly, and there are too many unchanging possibilities.

If it is used on the first blow of life, it is most likely in vain.

And this logical judgment caused Ye Wen to fail to avoid the dense rain of swords, he took hand-to-hand combat as the premise, and then retreated to open the distance, and then threw out the dissipating ice sword to hinder it slightly, thinking that such a sacrificing attack with all his life, once he missed the opportunity, he would end up without a problem, or even kill himself.

Because of this restraint in thinking, he didn't expect the other party to make a killing move to block the dodge space, mistakenly stopped the operation of the Frost Sword Rune, switched to the Ice Wind Step to dodge and move, and finally fell into a situation where he couldn't fight back, otherwise, if he attacked with an attack, he might not have suffered such a heavy blow.

However, if the other party is a monk with a double cultivation and can cast an eight-grade talisman, I am afraid that the final outcome will not be too different, even if there is a ban on suppression, the difference in grade will have a little impact after all.

Ye Wen thought quietly, and then slowly looked at the last person to be solved......

"This hero from the slums, I, I admit my mistakes, why don't you let me go, please show mercy to your subordinates, there are a lot of adults, and don't remember villains. ”

Looking at Ye Wen's blood-stained figure like a ghost, Murong Cheng seemed to be completely frightened, his handsome face became extremely pale, and as Ye Wen walked slowly, his body actually trembled violently, and he fell to the ground softly, completely losing his usual demeanor as a noble son.

Ye Wen looked at it coldly, and then shook his head, only thinking that even if he was hired with a lot of money in the future, he should not arbitrarily agree to be the guard of a rich and noble family, if he wanted to die for this kind of straw bag, he would really not be able to die.

Suddenly, a strange feeling came to his heart, as if the scene in front of him had an incongruous and strange taste, but at this moment it was difficult to solve the puzzle with accurate thinking, despite this, he still subconsciously stopped his steps, and then his pupils shrank sharply, and the hairs on his body suddenly exploded.

Rumble!

A dazzling light suddenly lit up in front of Ye Wen's eyes.