Hu Li is not unfamiliar with the four words "Shadow Assassin".

After all, Shadow Pavilion has a great reputation in the Tiannan Realm and is the most powerful assassin organization.

It is rumored that the Shadow Assassins have practiced special Taoism and have extremely superb assassination skills.

Many times, after some warriors are assassinated, they don’t know how they die, and they don’t know who they are killed.

Although Hu Li has never contacted the assassins in the Shadow Pavilion, he has also heard of the reputation of the Shadow Assassin.

What surprised her was how could He Wuhen tell that it was the Shadow Assassin who came to kill him based on just one sharp arrow?

In response to this, He Wuhen smiled slightly and said, "I have been assassinated more often, so I am naturally more sensitive to assassins."

"In addition, if you don't hit, you will immediately escape. This is the way of an assassin master. Come and go without a trace, and you will be elusive, which is the biggest feature of the Shadow Assassin. Of course, the most important thing is..."

As he said that, he handed the black sharp arrow to Hu Li.

Hu Li looked carefully and saw a very small pattern engraved on the shaft of the black arrow, which depicts a crossed dagger on it.

There is no doubt that this is the emblem of Shadow Pavilion.

Finally confirmed that it was the Shadow Assassin who was going to assassinate He Wuhen, Hu Li was immediately worried and held her sword and kept her vigilant.

"Young Master He, how did you provoke the Shadow Assassin?"

He Wuhen was also searching around, and at the same time, he said to Hu Li via voice transmission.

"I don't know what's going on, but I can probably guess. The Shadow Assassin has no grudges and no grudges, but comes to kill me. That must be my enemy and I will spend money to ask them to take action."

"As for whom I want to kill me, it's unknown. There's no way, I seem to have many enemies."

While talking, a teasing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Hu Li looked at him with admiration and admired him for his demeanor of being calm and chatting and laughing.

"Young Master He, you..."

Hu Li was about to open her mouth to speak, but He Wuhen's expression changed, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he hugged her in his arms.

"Swish!"

Another black sharp arrow was passing by Hu Li's shoulders.

The cold breath of death streaked across her shoulders, making half of her body stiff, as if she fell into an ice cellar.

Hu Li was still scared and said intimidatingly that it was so dangerous.

If He Wuhen hadn't hugged her in time and took a step back, the arrow just now would have hit her the throat.

Now she must be a dead body.

She was nervous and dared not relax. She waited for a while, but the surroundings were still quiet and silent.

She was about to speak, but suddenly she realized the coldness behind her back, and a breath of death pierced, making her tremble all over.

There was no doubt that there was another black sharp arrow shooting towards her back.

Not only that, she also saw three black sharp arrows behind He Wuhen, shooting from behind.

Such a scene made her eyes widen, and she immediately exclaimed: "The other party is more than one!"

He Wuhen's face changed, and he hugged her and flew out ten meters away.

At the same time, the Blood-Drinking Knife swung a dazzling sword light and instantly slashed in front of him 280 times.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding

A crisp sound suddenly sounded, and it rang in the sky with a dull explosion.

The raging shock wave spread in all directions, causing a strong wind to blow in the dead sky.

Although, He Wuhen and Hu Li escaped again.

However, both of them looked pale and beads of sweat the size of beans on their foreheads.

In order to resist the four sharp arrows just now, the two almost exhausted their strength and their bodies became empty.

"You are injured." He Wuhen's voice sounded in Hu Li's ears.

A trace of heat gently stroked her crystal clear ears, making her ears red and a little embarrassed.

This was the first time she had been so intimate with a strange man that she was hugged tightly in her arms.

But at this moment, she didn't feel awkward, but was relieved.

She felt that this broad chest embrace was a safe harbor.

After hearing He Wuhen's words, she looked down and found a long and narrow scratch on the leather jacket on her left waist.

Blood flowed out, and the wound became dark, numb and painless.

This was just a scratch by a black sharp arrow. If she was hit by a sharp arrow, she might be dead.

Now is the time of great crisis, and it can be said to be a step-by-step murderous intent.

No one knows whether there will be black sharp arrows shooting from the dark next moment.

Hu Li was injured, but she had no time to deal with the wound. She could only endure the injury and secretly used the star power to suppress the injury.

Two shadow assassins lurking in the dark posed a great threat to Hu Li and He Wuhen.

If you are not careful, you will die on the spot.

At this moment, there were two light sounds of "swish" again.

Two sharp arrows were shot from the left and right sides at the same time, with the cold breath of death, hitting the body of the little Qinglong.

It seemed that when the other party saw that he could not shoot the person, he turned to assassinate Xiao Qinglong.

The little Qinglong is too big and there is no possibility of dodging.

Its two dragon scales were shot through by black sharp arrows on the spot, and the sharp arrows penetrated into its body, causing it to make a painful dragon roar.

The black sharp arrow is the best treasure, carved with powerful rune formations, and the cold death poison.

In the blink of an eye, the two wounds of the little Qinglong became as dark as ink, and black poisonous blood flowed out.

Its speed had to slow down.

But Xiao Qinglong endured the severe pain of his injuries and was still flying rapidly in the sky, trying to get rid of the two lurking shadow assassins.

Suddenly, two other black arrows shot towards Xiao Qinglong's head.

Seeing that the little Qinglong was about to be shot again.

If the head is shot and the death poison breaks out, the consequences are unimaginable, and it is very likely to be seriously injured or die.

Fortunately, He Wuhen took action in time, slashed out two sword lights and hit two black sharp arrows.

Two dull sounds of "bang bang", the black sharp arrow was knocked off the direction and its power was much weaker.

Although the sharp arrow still shot Xiao Qinglong, it was not a vital part such as the head and neck.

"It's not a solution to continue like this. You have to fight back and pull them out."

"Otherwise, before we escape back to Moon Mountain, we will be hunted by the Shadow Assassin!"

He Wuhen made a quick decision and shouted in his heart.

"The Divine Eye of Ten Thousand Thoughts."

Suddenly, his eyes turned into a mysterious golden color.

Hu Li raised his head and happened to see his grim face and golden eyes, and was secretly shocked.

"Young Master He, the Shadow Assassin is best at hiding. They are lurking in the dark. How can we pull it out?"

"Don't worry, I'm looking for it!"

He Wuhen responded, and his spiritual sense still covered a radius of five hundred miles, and he carefully investigated.

His golden eyes also penetrated the dark night and searched on both sides.

Finally, when two black sharp arrows hit the night sky again.

He Wuhen's mindful divine eyes saw the black sharp arrows and the person who shot the arrows in advance.

It was a thin middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a ghost-headed mask, and his whole body exuded a breath of death.

He Wuhen waved the blood-drinking knife, and two sword lights burst out.

"Bang bang" two loud noises, two arrows were hit by the knife light in advance and intercepted, but failed to cause any damage to the little Qinglong.

"Little Qinglong, one hundred miles ahead of the left!"

Hearing He Wuhen's voice transmission, the little Qinglong suddenly accelerated and burst out and rushed over with all his strength.

Eighty miles!

The shadow assassin remained motionless and hid in the quagmire swamp.

Sixty miles!

The shadow assassin was still motionless, and even his breath was converging to the extreme, and no one could detect it.
To be continued...