Han Ming sat quietly in his room. Before dawn, there was a slight movement outside his window.
Han Ming opened his eyes suddenly and ducked out through the crack in the door.
I saw a figure in black just passing by his residence.
Han Ming was puzzled. Seeing the figure walking further and further away, he jumped onto a tree, flicked his legs, and landed silently on another tree. The figure was like a cheetah in the night, standing next to the tree.
Ke Ke traveled through the books, tracing the traces of the man in black.
"With such clean and sharp body movements and such appearance, could they be those from the Dark Palace?"
Han Ming had some bad premonitions in his heart.
These people appeared at this time, and I don’t know what their plans were.
The man in black was running quietly in the magic academy at a very fast speed, moving through the air without leaving any sound.
Han Ming saw the man in black stopping in front of a quaint villa. Han Ming looked around and realized that this was actually the residence of the vice-president of the Academy of Magic.
Han Ming hid himself among the leaves and observed quietly.
The man in black looked around and saw that no one was following him, so he quietly sneaked into the vice-dean's residence.
In a room in the villa that had originally turned off the lights, the lights suddenly came on.
Two figures were sitting opposite each other on the table in the room, as if they were talking about something.
Han Ming listened intently, only to find that the villa had been enchanted, blocking all sounds.
And he didn't dare to approach the villa without permission, so he could only wait quietly.
After about a meal, the black figure came out of the villa, lightly jumped onto the roof of the villa, and jumped repeatedly in the night.
Han Ming followed quietly, closely following the man in black.
When Kuro came out of the shower, he wanted to talk to Han Ming, but found that Han Ming's room was empty.
"Where are you going?"
The sky gradually became brighter.
After tracking him in the middle of the night, Han Ming followed the man in black to the outside of a huge house.
The man in black jumped up and jumped directly through the wall of the house.
Han Ming stood at a high place and watched quietly when he saw the man in black ducking into a huge house.
The moment he opened the door and entered, Han Ming saw at least a dozen men in black sitting in the room.
Han Ming finally understood that this group of people must be the people from the Dark Palace.
What? Could it be that the vice-president of the Magic Academy is colluding with the Dark Palace?
One of the powerful men in black suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Han Ming as soon as the door opened. He made eye contact with Han Ming from afar.
"Not good!" When Han Ming saw that his traces were discovered, he quickly jumped down from the big tree and ran quickly in the direction of the Magic Academy.
He took a moment to look into the room where the men in black gathered, and was shocked to find that there was no one in the room.
Han Ming suddenly felt a sense of approaching danger, tilted his head slightly, and a small flying knife flew out, grazing his face.
At the same time, there was a sound of wind beside him, and a man in black appeared beside Han Ming as he was running.
"What a speed!"
Han Ming was shocked. With his current strength, there were not many people who could catch up with him so quickly. From this point of view, the strength of this man in black was probably astonishingly high.
Han Ming escaped the attack of the man in black and jumped onto the wall of a building over a hundred meters high. He leapt and jumped and reached the top of the building in an instant. The man in black behind him also flew over and grabbed
The long sharp knife stabbed Han Ming in the back.
Han Ming pushed the man in black's arm away with his backhand and pushed his elbow toward the temple of the man in black.
The man in black moved his head back and cut Han Ming's throat with a jet-black blade that did not reflect any sunlight between two fingers of his right hand.
This movement was so fast that Han Ming only saw a faint shadow in his eyes. He squatted down subconsciously, and the blade passed across his scalp, and a few strands of black hair slowly fell down.
The two of them walked back and forth on the top of the building without making any sound.
Everything was quiet. If you didn't see the two fighting with your own eyes, you would never believe that there were two people fighting to the death on the roof before dawn.
The more Han Ming fought, the more frightened he became. This man in black was the most terrifying enemy he had ever encountered.
The reason for saying this is that in order not to make any noise, the man in black did not use fighting spirit and only relied on his physical strength to fight Han Ming.
It is really rare for an enemy to be able to overwhelm Han Ming in terms of strength simply by relying on physical strength.
What shocked Han Ming even more was that according to visual inspection, the strength of the man in black was only the fourth level of the first level fighting spirit.
Han Ming had fought against fighting spirits before, but he had never encountered one that could suppress him without fighting spirit.
The figures of the two people shuttled back and forth on the roof, their hands going back and forth like shadowless hands, the blades flying, and Han Ming's hair and clothes were constantly cut open.
As for the man in black, Han Ming never touched him.
"Killer! This is a professional killer!"
Han Ming grinned excitedly, but didn't make a sound.
The man in black saw Han Ming smiling and ignored him.
"Are you from the Dark Palace? What are your intentions?"
Han Ming dodged the opponent's cold blade and took two steps back.
Hearing Han Ming call out the name of the Dark Palace, the man in black was stunned for the first time, and then an unprecedented murderous aura erupted from his body. His eyes were fixed on Han Ming coldly.
The birds in the sky circled over, and when they got close to the sky above the two men, they were so frightened by the murderous intent of the man in black that they fell from the sky and fell to their death on the roof.
"It seems that you live exclusively for killing. It should be impossible to get some information out of you?"
Han Ming's smile gradually disappeared.
The man in black remained silent, and suddenly a strong wind-type fighting spirit was released from his body.
Han Ming chuckled: "Oh? Are you ready to use your fighting spirit? Aren't you afraid that your whereabouts will be exposed? It seems that you are preparing for a quick victory."
The man in black ignored Han Ming at all. When Han Ming spoke, he had already come forward, and his hand speed was three points faster than before.
The two arms have danced into two thin phantoms, and the blade has been replaced by the fighting spirit of the wind system.
A strong fighting spirit passed in front of Han Ming, and several cuts were made on Han Ming's chest and clothes.
"Then I have used my real skills!"
Han Ming's body shook, and light blue magical energy surged out, covering his entire body.
When the man in black saw Han Ming's light blue magic, his eyes opened slightly, and then he felt the extremely low temperature.
Han Ming's arm was wrapped with magical energy and entangled with the man in black.
Against an opponent whose physical actions have reached a level beyond the reach of ordinary people, ordinary magic attacks have lost their due effect.
Whether you use ice arrows or other magic skills, such people can easily dodge by relying on their powerful physical mobility. And when you cast magic, it is also a great opportunity for them to attack you.
Usually, people like the man in black who have practiced physical skills to an extreme are the nightmares of all kinds of magicians.
According to Han Ming's observation, even an ordinary fourth- and fifth-level fighting spirit cannot beat the guy in front of him in terms of speed and reaction ability.
"The Dark Palace really only absorbs the best of the best." Han Ming narrowed his eyes slightly.
The man in black was fighting at close quarters with Han Ming, who was suffering from the incredibly low temperature. The outside of his body was covered with a thin layer of frost, and his movements were slowed down by the ultra-low temperature in the dormitory.
Han Ming gradually gained the upper hand. When the two finally faced each other head-on, Han Ming's knife cut directly into the fist of the man in black. The fist of the man in black instantly turned light blue.
"You lose" Han Ming said solemnly.
The man in black stepped back halfway, and hit his left hand hard with his right hand, shattering the light blue left hand into countless crystal fragments, and then without hesitation, he kicked Han Ming's lower body with the wind blade.
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Such a close and fast fight left Han Ming with no time to use magic to protect himself, so he could only move sideways to the left side of the man in black.
The man in black lost his left hand. Han Ming thought that his sidestep must be a perfect opportunity. Unexpectedly, the man in black swung his head towards Han Ming. Two thin blades spurted out of his mouth, and Han Ming held his hand.
Pushing back, the palm was covered with a thin layer of blue ice, which collided with the blade. The blade dinged softly and was knocked away, while Han Ming's hand was also knocked back a large distance.
"What a powerful force! Even my hand can repel it! It seems that your status in the Dark Palace must be high!"
Han Ming was cautious, knowing that the man in black was so powerful that he could not imagine. With his strong body, the opponent could knock his arm back with only two thin blades spit out from his mouth. This must be
What a force.
Seeing that the man in black could not succeed, he turned around and tried to escape.
During his battle with Han Ming, he was eroded by Han Ming's ultra-low temperature, and his movements became faster and faster. He was unable to kill Han Ming in his current physical state. If the fight continued, he could kill Han Ming.
Hope can only get smaller and smaller.
Han Ming sneered.
A huge ice net suddenly appeared in front of the man in black. The demon soul stood behind the ice net with a smile. Just now, while the man in black was fighting with Han Ming, the demon soul had quietly laid out the ice net.
Okay, in order to prevent the man in black from noticing his movements, the demon soul deployed the ice net very slowly. Fortunately, it's still too late now.
Cui, the man in black, was unprepared and stopped abruptly when his body was only a punch away from the ice net, but he was shocked in his heart.
Han Ming's hands had also arrived and gently touched the neck of the man in black.
The man in black immediately froze, and his entire neck turned dark blue.
The blue ice gradually spread, freezing the heart of the man in black.
Han Ming snorted coldly and withdrew his hand. The man in black fell straight to the ground, his neck and chest shattered into countless broken crystals. Han Ming squatted down, groped back and forth on the man in black for a while, and took the
A piece of clothing came out.
"Palace guard?"
Han Ming looked at the service in his hand, which was only worn by palace guards, and his head became confused.
Could this man in black be a palace guard?
Han Ming touched again and pulled out another set of clothes from the man in black.
"Magic robe!?"
Han Ming's heart suddenly shrank!
"Why does this person wear the costumes of a palace guard and a magician at the same time?" dd