"Bang~", "Bang~", "Bang~", "Bang~", "Bang~", "Bang~", in the medicine garden, after Shangguan Ruofan and Yucha Han Baobao fought with only ten moves. , and fell into a difficult situation...

Countless collisions, countless suppressions, countless attacks...

Countless times, countless times fell to the ground,

Got up again countless times...

At this time, Shangguan Ruofan was like an indomitable brave man, standing up again and again after failure, as if he had only one thought in his heart:

As long as you don't die, you have to keep fighting...

Just like someone addicted to smoking, Shangguan Ruofan has forgotten everything...

Feng Jueyu's vision in the building kept shrinking and then expanding, his fists were clenched and he was sweating every day. Several times he wanted to order Shang Gongyangyu to take action and replace Shangguan Ruofan, but every time he saw Shangguan Ruofan After being injured, I stood up again, my swordsmanship improved significantly, and I didn't want to waste this great opportunity.

Just like Feng Jueyu, the Yanling Thirteen Guards and Gong Yang were all on tenterhooks and wanted to take action many times, but they endured it because there was no order from Feng Jueyu.

Watching Shangguan Ruofan vomit blood, fall to the ground, stand up again and again... vomit blood again, fall to the ground again, stand up again... everyone was dripping with sweat, and seemed to be more nervous than the two fighting men...

Han Baobao held the Silver Star Sword upside down, with a green light on his face, looked at Shangguan Ruofan solemnly, and said: "Boy, you are the first person that I admire, just to look after the home of a loser. , is it worth selling your life?"

"Waste? Haha..." Shangguan Ruofan reluctantly stood up. He was exhausted and had no energy to fight anymore. However, when he heard Han Baobao's words, he thought it was a big joke: "Haha, what's in your eyes Trash is the person I respect the most, Han Baobao, you can’t escape today..."

As Shangguan Ruofan spoke, his whole body trembled with a loud bang. The true energy that Gongyang Yu had instilled in his body finally couldn't help but dissipate, and his cultivation returned to the primary stage of the True Martial Realm.

When Han Baobao saw this, his brows furrowed, and murderous intent surged: "Someone injected true energy into your body?"

As he spoke, he looked around fiercely. He had been wondering why he didn't take action when there were thirteen killers lurking around him. Now he finally understood that he was being used as a sword sharpener and had been practicing swordplay with a child. .

With a look on his face, Han Baobao's murderous aura emerged. His Silver Star Sword trembled and he stabbed Shangguan Ruofan: "Bad boy, I love you so much that I don't want to kill you. I didn't expect you to take advantage of me, so I killed you first." You, take Feng Jueyu’s life again…”

"Shua~"

After more than twenty moves, Han Baobao finally got angry and stabbed out with the Silver Star Sword without mercy.

But at this moment, a gentle sigh came from the building: "Oh, I was discovered..."

As if it was an order that had been arranged long ago, at the same time as this long sigh came out, the thirteen assassins of Yanling came out in full force. Under the moonlit night, thirteen black shadows flew up from each dark corner, and the big Yan glided. Pounce on Han Baobao.

"Shua~", "Shua~", "Shua~", "Shua~"...

Thirteen iron swords in a row all emit light cyan sword light, covering Han Baobao's whole body...

Han Bao Bao sneered and calmly swung his long sword and swept away countless sword rays in the air, easily blocking all the Thirteen Iron Swords. Not only that, in an instant, Han Bao Bao used his long sword to swing

Kong Yi jumped up, floating like a fallen leaf towards the attic door, and immediately swung out a sword...

"Feng Jueyu, today I'm here to take your life. I know you're inside, come out..."

In fact, Han Baobao had long discovered that there was the aura of an ordinary person behind the attic door. He never took action, just looking for an opportunity to kill him with one strike.

After careful investigation, Han Baobao knew that Feng Jueyu was a playboy who had no power to restrain a chicken. As long as he diverted the few guards hiding in secret, it would not be difficult to take Feng Jueyu's life.

So he has been looking for this opportunity, and now that the opportunity has arrived, Han Baobao naturally doesn't want to let it go.

However, what surprised Han Baobao was that he easily swung away the iron swords of the thirteen guards who were at the beginning level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. He had even killed the person they wanted to protect, and the thirteen guards who were not weak in skills actually chased him.

I have no intention of blocking it.

This one...

Secondly, just when Han Baobao's sword was about to open the door and hit the target, he unexpectedly discovered that there was a person standing behind the pillar next to the door.

Someone he never discovered...

That person actually had no intention of taking action either...

Just behind the pillar, looking coldly, there were two sneaky lights like mung beans...

"Except for Feng Jueyu and Maotou Boy, there are only thirteen people in the garden. When did this person appear?"

At the moment of lightning, Han Baobao was surprised and stunned. If it weren't for the power of that sword, which never retreated, Han Baobao would definitely be stunned.

What exactly is going on?

This young master posted a message to kill people, and there are many guards.

Everyone is a master,

Why not stop...

"No matter, let's complete the task first..." Han Baobao gritted his teeth, and a hint of ominous premonition rose in his heart, but the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. In a short moment, he gathered his thoughts and stabbed it with a sword...

The front end of the sword is the door to the attic.

Behind the door panel is the target...

About to succeed...

Han Baobao laughed secretly. This mission may seem strange, but it is actually not difficult to complete. With my skills, if I kill someone and then leave, no one can stop me.

Just when Han Baobao was proudly preparing to succeed first and then retreat, a piercing scream suddenly resounded through the quiet medicine garden...

"Hiss~"

A golden needle penetrated the door panel and shot towards Han Baobao's sword. Han Baobao's expression changed instantly. This needle came too suddenly and had great staying power. How could a needle as thin as an ox hair emit such a sound?

sound……

He is a master...

When~

Before Han Baobao could react, the needle struck the tip of the Silver Star Sword strangely. Terrifying power came from the tip of the sword, causing the sword to visibly tremble. Then, there was an unusual sound.

The super powerful force poured into the hilt of the sword, causing Han Baobao's right hand to go numb suddenly, and he almost dropped the Silver Star Sword to the ground...

"What?"

Kick, kick, kick~ After taking a few steps back, Han Baobao just stood firm. The expression on his face was indescribable horror: "Aren't you Feng Jueyu?"

"Dang~"

The door opened, and Feng Jueyu walked out of it with eight-character steps. The bright moonlight shone on his face, which made him look particularly handsome. He looked at Han Baobao with a smile and said, "Who says it's not the case? I am.

Feng Jueyu, I guarantee it will be true..."

"Fart." Han Baobao stood firm, raised his sword and carefully guarded his surroundings, and stared at Feng Jueyu, even more surprised.

Before coming, Han Baobao had already memorized Feng Jueyu's appearance. Looking at it now, it was indeed Feng Jueyu who was genuine, but precisely because of this, he was even more shocked.

Doesn’t it mean that the rumored Feng Jueyu is a loser who doesn’t know the slightest bit of mystical skills? How can he know how to use hidden weapons and still be so powerful?

Seeing that Han Baobao was silent, Feng Jueyu stepped forward and looked carefully. He immediately recognized Han Baobao as the man who wanted to buy a horse when he met him at the gate of the city. He couldn't help but said happily: "So you are Han Baobao. It seems that we are very happy."

Are you destined?"

Han Baobao looked at Feng Jueyu warily, but still refused to believe it: "It is rumored that Feng Jueyu is the biggest dandy in the imperial capital. How could you..."

"How could I possibly do that?" Feng Jueyu laughed loudly and said, "What is impossible in this world? Can the hearsay be taken seriously? You are still a killer. You are so incompetent and unprofessional..."

To say that a world-famous killer is incompetent and unprofessional is undoubtedly a great insult to Han Baobao. However, at this moment, Han Baobao has no excuse to refute.

Just as Feng Jueyu said, it was indeed unprofessional for him to believe the truth based on hearsay without careful investigation...

As a killer, he has been plotting for more than ten years. This is the first time that he has been plotted and fell into a trap. Han Baobao was so angry that he was livid and speechless.

After a long time, Han Baobao stood up with his sword, looked at the thirteen assassins behind him, then looked at Feng Jueyu, and said regretfully: "That's it, Mr. Han has admitted defeat today, Feng Jueyu, I can't kill you, you

He couldn’t keep me, so Han took his leave..."

After hugging Feng Jueyu, Han Baobao resolutely decided to leave.

Feng Jueyu saw this and sneered disdainfully: "What do you think this place is? Come here whenever you want, and leave whenever you want?"

As he spoke, Feng Jueyu no longer concealed his cultivation. He paused, stood up, and lightly jumped to block Han Baobao's way. He pointed at Shangguan Ruofan with great pride and said, "It's not difficult to leave. Just now he

After fighting you for twenty-one moves, I will not bully you. If you can get out of twenty-one moves under my hands, I will let you go. Otherwise, you can stay..."

When Han Baobao heard this, he was furious. He stared at Feng Jueyu and laughed angrily: "Feng Jueyu, I thought that there was no one like Han in the world, but I didn't expect to meet someone crazier than me today.

Do you really think that Mr. Han can’t kill you?”

This sentence is correct. As a killer who left a warning before killing someone, Han Baobao can be regarded as a poisonous scorpion. However, in Feng Jueyu's view, this is not called crazy, but stupid. The world's number one

What a fool.

A killer relies on conspiracy and assassination to make a living, but this guy still plays "above and aboveboard". Isn't this looking for abuse?

Feng Jueyu smiled and said: "So, Killer Han is not convinced?"

"Submit you?" Han Baobao laughed and said, "You rely on your wealth and wealth to find a few good thugs and become arrogant. Are you worthy of convincing Mr. Han?"

Han Baobao smiled, feeling very disdainful in his heart. He chose to leave, not because he was afraid that he would not be able to fight Feng Jueyu, but because he saw that the guards around him were very skilled and knew that he could not succeed. If Feng Jueyu was the only one, Han Baobao would

I'm really not afraid.

Don't you know that this is what Feng Jueyu was waiting for?

"That's right, I specialize in dealing with all kinds of dissatisfaction..." Sneered the Feng Killer and made a save.

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