After the shock, the assassin moved his sword and came straight towards Zhao Yu.

His most hidden killing moves are all clearly known to Zhao Yu, so today Zhao Yu and even these people under Zhao Yu must die!

"Back off!"

Zhao Yu shouted loudly, stopped the warriors who wanted to come forward, and faced the assassin alone with a knife.

His current inner strength cultivation level is estimated to be unparalleled by anyone except Zhu Wuwu.

But Zhao Yu also understood his shortcomings, which was that his moves and movements were far behind those of those people.

Originally, grafting could directly absorb other people's experience in fighting against enemies, but what's damned is that Yao Yue's eight-level wedding magic skill was mastered by Jiang Yuyan first.

And Zhao Yu's own martial arts talent was appalling. The only way to quickly improve his skills and experience against enemies was to practice and fight with others.

Zhao Yu had thought of this before, so he approached Shen Lian and Jiang Yuyan to fight against each other.

But they always have taboos when fighting against him, so for Zhao Yu, the improvement is not very big.

Well now, an assassin with exquisite and excellent moves has come to his door, Zhao Yu will naturally not waste it.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged dozens of moves.

While Zhao Yu deliberately restrained his inner energy, he gradually mastered the rhythm of his attacks, and the sword techniques in the Blood Sword Sutra gradually became lighter and weirder.

Of course, the assassin also discovered Zhao Yu's purpose, but now that they were strangled together, it was not easy to escape.

Stab...

Just when Zhao Yu forced the assassin back with a sword and was about to pursue the victory, the man actually dropped the long sword in his hand and held out a short sword in his left hand like lightning, passing over Zhao Yu's shoulder.

From the very beginning, Zhao Yu was paying attention to this guy's left-handed sword, but even Shangguan Jinhong's left-handed sword was not that easy to avoid.

If it weren't for Zhao Yu's inner energy bursting out when the blade fell, shaking the short sword away, one of Zhao Yu's arms would have been removed by the assassin at this moment!

"Nima..."

Looking at the blood seeping from his shoulders, Zhao Yu was also panicking.

Fighting with others to hone your moves is a very dangerous job. My previous idea was correct, but it is obviously not suitable for a coward like him who cares about his life!

The assassin failed to succeed with one blow, so he turned sideways and struck Zhao Yu's chest again with his knife.

At this moment, the scimitar in Zhao Yu's hand was about to fall, and it was too late to raise his hand again to block the sharp dagger.

"Fuck your grandma..."

Zhao Yu, who had never known what martial virtue was, held his left hand empty, and a powerful inner energy burst out from his palm, heading towards the assassin in front of him.

"The great method of absorbing energy?!"

The assassin's expression changed, and then he resolutely abandoned the short knife in his hand and swept back with a movement of his body.

Zhao Yu also abandoned the bloody knife in his hand, stretched his hands forward, and held his fingers into a hook, and a terrifying force surged out of his hands.

"do not move!!"

Just when Zhao Yu wanted to drain this guy's inner strength, the assassin who was retreating unexpectedly stretched out his hand to capture a strongman on the outside.

Although the strongman had practiced Hunyuan Zhenqi and the sword skills of the Blood Sword Sutra, his time was still short after all, and he was no match for the assassin.

In the blink of an eye, the sword in his hand was held by the assassin and placed on the neck of the strong man.

"Heh... Jing Wuming, do you think the governor of this town will care about the life and death of a small warrior?"

Zhao Yu paused, then held his right hand empty, took the bloody knife on the ground into his hand, and said contemptuously to the assassin.

Jinyiwei, in which year has a strongman of No. 180 not died?

How could a Shangguan put himself in danger for a small warrior?

It is really not a wise choice to threaten a powerful person like Zhao Yu with a powerful man.

"Do you know who I am?"

The assassin did not pay attention to the rest of Zhao Yuhou's words, but was surprised by the omniscience of the man in front of him.

First, he revealed the existence of the Money Gang, and then revealed the killing move of his left-hand sword. Now, he even knew his name clearly.

Is Jin Yiwei really so terrifying?

"When I saw the three scars on your face, I already knew that it was Shangguan Jinhong who asked you to kill me!"

Zhao Yu brushed the blade of the blood knife with one hand and sneered at Jing Wuming.

Jing Wuming held the waist knife behind his back with one hand, put the blade across the strong man's neck, looked at Zhao Yu and said sincerely: "The Jin Yiwei's ears and eyes are all over the world, and today I saw him and his reputation is indeed well-deserved!"

Zhao Yu smiled noncommittally, but quietly moved forward half a step.

"do not move……"

However, this small detail was still noticed by Jing Wuming, and as he spoke, the waist knife in his hand moved three inches closer to the strongman's neck.

"I believe other people say such things, but you, Zhao Yu, say such things..."

Jing Wuming sneered, and then said: "If you were really the kind of person who didn't care about the life and death of your subordinates, you wouldn't have come all the way to Huilongshan to start a killing spree!"

"One life for another. If you take all your subordinates and retreat twenty miles away, I will naturally let him go. Otherwise, it will be a dead end!"

"The fish is dead and the net is broken? Then you try... stop, stop, stop, you win!"

Zhao Yu still wanted to sharpen his words, but at this moment, Jing Wuming, who was opposite him, raised the sword in his hand.

Taking the blood knife back to his waist, Zhao Yu immediately took several steps back.

Jing Wu's fortune-telling was correct. As far as Zhao Yu was concerned, although the warriors from the supervisory headquarters around him were subordinates, they had followed him for such a long time.

Human beings are not like grass and trees, not to mention Zhao Yu is not the kind of arrogant man who would rather betray everyone in the world.

He would not abandon his men just to kill an insignificant Jing Wuming, even if he was just a small warrior.

"grown ups……"

Contrary to what Zhao Yu thought, not to mention other warriors, even Jin Yichuan felt that Zhao Yu's decision was somewhat inappropriate.

Assassinating a superior officer, as a subordinate strongman, it is only natural to die.

They have been serving in Jinyiwei for many years, but have they ever seen Shangguan directly let go of the assassin who came to kill him for the sake of the safety of his subordinates?

Is your brain flooded?!

When Zhao Yuhou retreated these few steps, the strong men around him, including the man who was captured by Jing Wuming, had an indescribable meaning in their expressions.

Even Ji Wuming had a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"Hahaha……"

Just when Zhao Yu was about to let Jing Wuming go first, the unlucky guy caught by Jing Wuming laughed nervously.

Zhao Yu stared at the laughing warrior and his heart skipped a beat.

Poof!!

Just when Zhao Yugang was about to stop him, the strongman stopped laughing, leaned forward suddenly, lowered his head and passed his neck across the blade in front of him.
Chapter completed!