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Chapter 77 Dark Market

In another battlefield, Han Yue was steadily suppressing four masked men in black, but the four men's joint defense was too tight and they were unable to break through for a while. Xiao Xue also had the upper hand against a masked man alone.

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After briefly glancing at the situation, Nie Yun didn't have time to feel too much joy, so he took another Qi-Reviving Pill. Before the effect of the Blood Moon Pill was exhausted, he turned around and ran towards the area where his senior sister and the others were.

On the battlefield, he deliberately aroused momentum, making a rumble while running, and at the same time shouted loudly: "The leader of the thieves is dead, why don't you surrender quickly!"

With the blessing of the Qi machine, the roar was like thunder, rolling forward, instantly breaking through the defenses of the masked men in black who were still holding on, hoping that their leader could kill Nie Yun and come back to break the situation.

Whoosh!

It is taboo even for evenly matched opponents to lose focus, let alone those who were suppressed to death? The breakdown of their defenses directly led to a huge flaw in their defense. Han Yue immediately seized the opportunity and made Nie Yundou

The stunning sword light flashed past, and before a masked man in black even had time to scream, the corpses were separated.

The red and white filth was poured on the faces of the other three people, and the warm touch made them tremble!

An unspeakable fear instantly filled their hearts.

One of the four people died, and the defense that was barely maintained collapsed almost instantly. The successive defeats of the psychological and physical defenses scared them so much that they turned around and ran away.

They know that doing so is tantamount to putting their backs under the enemy's knife, but the three of them can no longer control so much, and they will die if they stay! They can only pray that the other two guys can help them delay for a while, okay?

Give yourself a slight chance of survival.

Swish, swish, as the sword energy surged, two bright and cold sword lights, like a blue moon, slowly rose, and two lives were harvested silently.

And just when the surviving masked man was secretly rejoicing, a huge fist struck him in the face with lightning speed, and then... nothing happened.

With her hands free, Han Yue watched the last person being captured alive by Nie Yun, and immediately turned the tip of her sword, while Nie Yun was also pacing over.

Xiao Xue gasped slightly and glanced at Han Yue on the left and Nie Yun on the right with the corner of her eye. Her rosy little mouth pursed slightly: "Don't come over here, leave this to me.

.”

Han Yue was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile, Liu Yun slowly lowered his hands, but did not put them back into the sheath. Nie Yun also stopped helplessly, and the pause in his steps was filled with the best expressions of the Eight Transformations of Divine Movement.

force angle.

Seeing the actions of the two people, Xiao Xue's moist eyes moved slightly, and a rare fighting spirit emanated from her body. The offensive at hand instantly became sharper, and the masked man who was the only one who had achieved fruitful results looked at his companions dying suddenly, and then

Looking at the two evil stars not far away, the defense line in my heart has already collapsed. Facing the overwhelming sword shadow, I feel a bit of despair.

So what if he could block this blow? The masked man sighed quietly in his heart, and the movements of his hands also slowed down a bit.

Poof! The silver-white sword passed through the masked man's ribs, and the sword tip came out from behind, with traces of blood blooming. The masked man looked down at the long sword that passed through the chest and seemed to smile.

Then he used his last strength, ignored the sharp sword edge, and pulled out the long sword with both hands, but Xiao Xue did not stop it.

"Uh!" As the long sword was pulled out, the masked man could no longer hold on and fell to the ground with a pop, making unconscious huffing sounds from his mouth.

"Do you want to save him?" Nie Yun walked over slowly,

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He looked at the masked man lying on the ground and could only make a hoho sound.

"Forget it, we can't save a person who wants to die." Xiao Xue shook her head. Originally, she did intend to keep him alive and deliberately did not stab his heart. The masked man obviously knew this, but it seemed that he did not

I don’t want to live that much.

The masked man roared a few more times. He seemed to have thought of many things before he died, but as his body twitched for the last time and then became silent again, the complexity in his eyes gradually disappeared and turned into deathly silence. And his story,

That’s it for now.

"Who are they? Do you know Xiao Xue?" Nie Yun frowned and took off the masks on all the corpses and turned around and asked. He did not ask his senior sister because they almost grew up together.

If he didn't know them, it would be impossible for the senior sister to know them.

"I don't know." Xiao Xue shook her head, her bright eyes quietly filled with suspicion.

"Could it be the eldest lady from Yishui City?" Han Yue frowned slightly, thinking about how her whole group had offended just one person.

"Can the daughter of the city lord of Yishui City mobilize a group of martial arts cultivators in the Rebirth Realm?" Nie Yun's eyes showed a hint of surprise: "And there is also a martial arts cultivator from the Eight Meridians?"

If you are poor in literature and rich in martial arts, you must know that the money spent to train a martial artist to go through the three major steps of forging skin, generating blood, and changing bones is enough to make a wealthy family feel pain, and this is only one of the thresholds, and the process of body training is

The pain even dissuaded a large number of people.

And even if you have a good family background, have enough perseverance, and barely reach the perfection of physical training, a bigger and more desperate threshold is in front of you, talent!

Before rebirth, everyone is almost the same. Even if there is a certain gap in talent, the difference will not be too big if you work twice as hard. But when you reach the rebirth stage, or the successful start of physical training, the gap in talent begins to show up.

After twenty or thirty years of hard training, the qi in the body cannot even overcome the weakest Yangqiao pulse. And there are always some people who can easily be as good as mediocre people for several years, or even decades.

time.

Forget it, it’s extremely expensive and painful. The most uncomfortable thing is that it’s difficult to judge whether you have talent before completing the exercise! Because the exercise process is very slow, but there are many people who have a smooth road to rebirth afterwards, and

Not even a minority.

However, the greater possibility is that you finally found out that your talent is mediocre after you have finally reached the level of physical training, and you may not be able to break through the realm of rebirth in your lifetime. Needless to say, you can understand the feeling of it.

This has led to the Rebirth Realm becoming a watershed. To give an intuitive example, in the military, if you have a perfect Duan Ti, you will end up as a captain of ten. But if you reach the Rebirth Realm, you will start as a Centurion.

long position.

Therefore, the martial arts cultivators in the Reborn Realm can be regarded as middle-level figures in the entire Daqian, while the martial arts cultivators in the Eight Meridians Realm can almost be regarded as high-level figures. Such figures are not even the Lord of Yishui City.

You must be able to scream at him? What’s more, his daughter? And it’s such a life-saving business!

"Unlikely." Xiao Xue shook her head slightly: "It is possible that a city lord of Yishui City can make several friends of the Eight Meridians, but what if there is a Eight Meridians martial artist who can do such dirty work for him?

It’s almost impossible to repair it, let alone use it for such a trivial matter.”

"Then... our master has offended someone?" Nie Yun touched his chin: "Or Xiao Xue, I have offended someone."

"Uh..." Han Yue raised her snow-white chin slightly, put a jade finger to her lips, pondered for a moment, and said, "It's really hard to say..."

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Ever since they were able to take care of themselves at the age of fourteen, the master began to disappear from time to time, euphemistically called visiting friends and drinking tea. Recently, he only came back once every few months, just like the last time the master sent them Liuyun,

After the bright moon, I went out to "visit friends" again. I don't know if I can come back this year...

Therefore, it is not impossible to say that their master has offended some people.

"Then there are a lot of people in my family who have been offended." Xiao Xue stuck out her tongue helplessly: "But this is the first time that you have targeted me. I don't know what the situation is. Don't you still have one alive?

Wake up and see if you can find out anything."

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot." Nie Yun scratched the back of his head, casually took out a water hyacinth from his storage bag and poured it on the face of the only survivor.

That masked man, oh, maybe not now, looks about thirty years old, has an ordinary face... let's call him the man in black.

"Ahem, cough, cough." I saw the man in black choked a few mouthfuls of water and his eyelashes trembled slightly. He was about to open his eyes, but he looked like he was unconscious due to severe injuries. He raised his head and closed his eyes again.

No matter how cold water poured into his nostrils, he would not open them.

"It's better to just bury the injury if it's so serious." Nie Yun threw the water hyacinth aside and prepared to dig a hole, muttering: "Don't waste my elixir."

"I think he's not dead yet, so let's add another sword blow." Han Yuehao moved his wrist lightly and raised his sword to stab.

"Cough, cough." The man in black opened his eyes "weakly", but the bright white sword shadow did not pause at all, and quickly enlarged in the black's pupils.

"Wait! Wait! I have something to say!" The man in black suddenly lost his strength, raised his hands and shouted hurriedly.

Whoa, the sword light passed by, and a strand of black hair slipped quietly from the forehead of the man in black...

"Tell me." Han Yue took out her handkerchief and gently wiped Liu Yun, who was still as white as new. Her voice was high and cold, as if she said casually.

"Okay, okay..." The man in black quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

In his eyes, the beautiful girl in front of him was even more terrifying than Nie Yun. Although Nie Yun single-handedly killed the leader of their Eight Meridians cultivation, he did not confront them directly after all, so he could not intuitively feel

His terror.

And what about Han Yue? One person suppressed the four of them fiercely, and in the end, he seized on the flaw and killed three of them, which made him terrified!

"I came here to intercept you after accepting a commission from the dark market." The man in black swallowed his saliva: "The leader is the eight-meridian martial artist. I promise, I never knew him before I came here.

you!"

Perhaps in order to enhance the credibility of his words, he explained: "And for the confidentiality of the mission, the eight-line martial artist will not tell us specifically who to kill, but only tells us to kill three people, two six-line and one

The martial arts of the second line."

"Dark market?" Nie Yun frowned slightly: "What is that?"

Xiao Xue and Han Yue shook their heads slightly, with a trace of curiosity flashing in their eyes. They left Yuelu Academy and entered the university hall. They really didn't know much about these things in the world.

"It turns out they are just a few chicks who have not left the world." A trace of helplessness flashed in the eyes of the man in black, but in order to survive, he could only explain: "The so-called dark market, as the name suggests, is a market in the dark. Are there any shady weapons in the world?

, pills can be sold there, and naturally some shady tasks can be issued..."

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