Outside Qingyan City, 800 miles away, on the hillside, murderous intent suddenly arose.

In the carriage, the old monk Jiewu's eyes suddenly opened, and where the eyes fell was where Kun was.

"There are two pseudo-sages." Master Jiewu said incredible, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he used the habits of the older generation.

Nowadays, young people only know the third level of the Saint Warrior. How can they know that the third level of the Saint Warrior was called a pseudo-sage thousand years ago?

Zhao Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. The Lin family wanted to put him to death.

"Master Zhao, I suggest to avoid it." The old monk Jiewu spoke directly to Zhao Yu without any hesitation.

The reason why I didn't persuade me before was because I was peeked by a third-level killer of Saint Warrior, and I was always restless in sleeping and eating. It was really nice to have such a chance to have such a strife.

But now, there are obviously two scents of the third-level Saint Warriors here. How can I fight this battle?

"Master Jiewu, I have said before that even if Kun is a strong man in the sage realm, I must go there here." Zhao Yu shook his head gently, his tone very firm.

The two Saints Warriors were dissuading him from the third level? What if they were in the realm of a sage?

Along the way, Zhao Yu has seen too many old monsters. Aren’t the seven old drunkards and the others strong men who are beyond the realm of sages? But when Zhao Yu faces them, he only maintains the humility of his younger generations, but he does not have any humility at all.

This is the arrogance that is passed down in his bones. He is now weak and can tolerate it, but it does not mean that he will feel humble about it.

No matter how great an existence is, it will slowly move forward step by step.

He, Zhao Yu, can of course be.

"Oh." Master Jiewu did not continue to persuade him, but sighed softly: "If things cannot be done, I will take you away in advance."

Zhao Yu didn't say anything about this. If the old monk Jiewu really wanted to take action, with his current strength, he would not be able to stop him.

The old man in white robe looked at Kun sitting cross-legged on the hillside with a smile on his face.

Kun, who is ranked 22nd on the killer ranking list, is a special lone killer.

If there is a choice, no one will face the existence of the top 50 on the killer list, because it means trouble, accident, and even more dangerous.

No matter how powerful it is, it is the case.

Fengjian Villa, the old owner, Feng Seming.

I came here just because Fengjian Villa still chose to stand next to Bajue Sect this time.

Three hundred years ago, Fengjian Shangzhuang was deliberately suppressed because he chose to stand next to Bajue Sect, and almost declined from a first-class force to an inequality force.

Three hundred years later, when the Bajue Sect was announced to be born, Fengjian Villa still chose to stand by the Bajue Sect.

"Are you the helper Zhao Yu asked?" Kun stood up, looked at Feng Seming who was heading ten feet high, and asked curiously.

According to his ideas, as the young leader of the Bajue Sect, Zhao Yu was at least at the level of the wise man, even if he was looking for help.

Those who are killers are much more proficient in information than anyone else. He absolutely did not underestimate Zhao Yu, otherwise he would not have chosen to attack outside the city.

As for what most people think of the Bajue Sect as a decline... this idea, as long as it is a killer, even a poor killer, he would not think so unless he doesn't want to live anymore.

Feng Seming did not answer this question, but shook his head with a smile: "You have broken the rules of Lord Ghost Emperor when you do this."

The two fighting sects of Tianwu Sect and Tianjian Sect broke the rules of the Ghost Emperor that one of them was destroyed and closed down for ten years, while the other one of them was severely injured and was in seclusion for ten years.

This is the price of doing something wrong.

These four people are easy to say by bullying the small, but not so simple to do. After all, the Ghost Emperor has taken two major sects as typical examples, while others seem to be happy.

If you use the strength of the third level of the Saint Fighting Warrior to rob a great fighter, what you say will really make people laugh.

"I'm a killer." An inexplicable light flashed in Kun's eyes, but then he responded in a deep voice.

The rules of the Ghost Emperor are a great thing for everyone in the entire continent, but the killer world is not in this rank.

It can even be said that if the killer world also abides by this rule, then... is the killer still a killer?

There are so many things to do when Saint Fighter assassinate the big fighter. If you have to use the same strength or lower level strength to assassinate a strong person, this is not a killer, this is a suicide squad, a dead soldier.

Feng Seming opened his mouth slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything. The four words "I am a killer" are enough to explain a lot of things.

Only the killer who was particularly lonely in Kun would give him such an opportunity to have a face-to-face conversation here. If it were another killer of the third-level Saint Warrior, it would probably be possible for Feng Seming to see the other side.

It is precisely for this reason that although Kun's strength is much higher than the top rankings, his ranking has not been improved.

"Since it's the first time, let me learn about your tricks."

Feng Seming didn't hesitate too much and had already taken the lead in setting off his sword. He had just entered the third level of Saint Fighting Warrior. Of course, there was a difference between these old Saint Fighting Warriors who had been invaded by the third level of Saint Fighting Warriors for many years. However, this time he took action, he did not expect to kill Kun. He had only one purpose, and tried to weaken Kun's strength as much as possible.

"I hope you can surprise me." Looking at the cold light that was shooting rapidly, Kun narrowed his eyes suddenly, and then raised his hand suddenly.

The stick, Kun's weapon is very good, a long stick.

Generally speaking, as a killer, there are only two types of weapons, the sword that pursues the most lethality, and the most elegant sword.

Both types of weapons have blades, which can easily kill people and be fatal.

A blunt weapon like a stick is the most unsuitable for killers, but what Kun holds in his hand now is a long stick.

bite!

With a crisp sound, the top of the long stick was pressed against the tip of the sword. A huge energy suddenly opened with the two of them as the center.

Feng Seming flew back instantly, and Kun also took three steps back suddenly.

Each step was strong and he sank, stomping out a small hole on the ground.

"I haven't coached with someone of the same level for a long time. I hope you don't let me down." Kun's eyes flashed in a daze, and his face turned red with excitement.

As a killer, he rarely has the chance to compete with a warrior of the same level so openly.
Chapter completed!