The shadow assassin, who was like a thin bamboo pole, was completely stunned.

It was not until the moment when his figure was flooded by the black hurricane that he came to his senses and roared at the top of his lungs.

"He Wuhen! You are so despicable..."

Before the word "little man" was shouted out, he was swept up to the sky by a black hurricane and experienced the ultimate pain.

Hu Li, who was standing beside him, was also stunned.

She never expected that He Wuhen was still saying this, looking like he was showing weakness, but he had already taken the blame in secret.

With a soul shock wave, the shadow assassin was stunned, leaving him with no chance to resist.

Then use a powerful and mysterious Taoist technique to get the Shadow Assassin involved in the black hurricane, and it is a dilemma of life and death.

With two consecutive moves, the Shadow Assassin was subdued, and there was no chance of escape or resistance.

Hu Li saw it very clearly and was shocked. She admired He Wuhen's methods very much.

Soon, the black hurricane expanded to a radius of hundreds of miles.

He Wuhen drove the little green dragon and hurriedly retreated to the distance.

The shadow assassin, who was like a thin bamboo pole, screamed shrillly in the black hurricane, and his clothes, armor and flesh were strangled to death.

At the same time, another Shadow Assassin a hundred miles away witnessed all this with his own eyes.

This man is a short and fat middle-aged man with black skin and a ghost-headed mask in a black robe.

The miserable fate of his companion made him extremely angry. He subconsciously wanted to rush out and kill He Wuhen to save his companion.

But as a shadow assassin, his mind was extremely calm and he immediately used the assassination technique to sneak attack He Wuhen.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

Three consecutive black sharp arrows shot silently at He Wuhen.

Not only that, he also used the highly poisonous Taoist technique to release invisible and intangible poison in the air, and to poison He Wuhen and Hu Li.

However, this short and fat man didn't know at all.

His own hidden actions had long been hidden under He Wuhen's thoughts of divine eyes.

Just as three sharp arrows were about to hit He Wuhen, he suddenly waved the blood-drinking knife and slashed out the sword lights all over the sky.

"Thunder Cut!"

The sword light condensed by the purple thunder instantly slashed three sharp arrows, deviating from the original route, and blasting into the mud below.

A huge pit was suddenly blasted out of the swamp mud, and it was bottomless.

If he missed a blow, the short and fat man immediately moved to the ground, concealed his breath and figure, and pointed the crossbow at He Wuhen again.

He wants to continue to attack He Wuhen, so that He Wuhen can't be distracted to resist the poison.

At the same time, it also makes him have no time to pay attention to the thin bamboo pole and give him the opportunity to escape.

The short and fat assassin had a good idea, but He Wuhen had a clear understanding of the opportunity and easily cracked it.

His figure flashed and left the little green dragon and flew towards the short and fat man.

The invisible and intangible poisonous Taoist technique immediately enveloped him and invaded his body.

He Wuhen quickly pretended to be weak, and the short and fat man was immediately overjoyed and was about to use a crossbow to shoot He Wuhen.

At this moment, He Wuhen's figure flashed with dazzling stars.

"Move instantly!"

"Swish!"

He Wuhen's figure disappeared out of thin air, instantly crossed a hundred miles away, and appeared behind the short and fat man.

"ah!"

The short and fat man was immediately shocked and subconsciously wanted to draw out his short sword and kill He Wuhen.

However, without saying a word, He Wuhen took out a sword of a low-grade Taoist weapon from the wrapping space and smashed it at the short and fat man.

Such a scene made the short and fat man look surprised and confused.

"What's going on? What's the bastard He Wuhen is doing?"

"Where can you fight with someone and directly smash the sword at the other party? Did he use the sword as a hidden weapon? He is really ignorant!"

Thinking of this, the short and fat man subconsciously reached out and grabbed the sword.

"After all, it's a low-grade Taoist weapon, so it's my uncle."

The short fat man sneered in his heart, grabbed the sword and stuffed it into the space ring.

For him, this sword was an unexpected gain.

But what he didn't expect was that at this moment, He Wuhen, who was not far away, showed a strange sneer and shouted softly.

"burst!"

In an instant, the art of destroying weapons was used.

A mysterious force manipulated the low-grade Taoist sword, causing the sword to explode.

"boom!"

With the loud noise, the short and fat man was blown backwards and rolled and fell into the distance.

The extremely dazzling silver light soared into the sky, covering a radius of hundreds of miles.

The violent and terrifying shock wave swept across a hundred miles of area and blasted out a huge sinkhole in the swamp mud below.

Until he fell from the sky and smashed into the swamp quagmire, the short and fat man still couldn't come back to his senses.

He couldn't understand why a Taoist sword exploded for no reason?

Moreover, the power of this weapon and sword explosion is really too strong!

It is even more powerful than the warrior of the eighth level of Tianling.

Thinking of this, the short and fat man could no longer hold on and his mind fell into blur.

In the last moment before he was unconscious, he vaguely saw He Wuhen appearing in front of him with a sneer on his face and raised the blood-drinking knife.

"Swish!"

A flash of sword light, and purple flames burst out, covering the body of the short and fat man.

A big head rolled into the mud, and a lot of blood spurted out.

The shadow assassin at the ninth level of the Tianling Spirit was killed.

Why Wuhen added five million star power values, a sword soul and a sky bomb.

"Haha, this art of destroying weapons is really interesting."

"But what's even more interesting is that this short and fat man. How dare you pick up the sword that I threw to you?"

"Who will die if you don't die?"

He Wuhen sneered secretly, turned around immediately, and ran towards the thin bamboo pole a hundred miles away.

At this time, the black hurricane dozens of miles high was gradually dissipating.

A thin bamboo pole, covered in bruises and blood, was falling from the sky.

He was dying and no longer had combat power.

So, before he could fall into the quagmire swamp, he took out a Taoist talisman and crushed it.

"Swish!"

A red light wrapped him in it, and it was as fast as lightning toward the distance.

That speed is not weaker than when he flew with all his strength.

No matter how fast He Wuhen is, the two of them are a hundred miles apart and it will be difficult to catch up in a short period of time.

Since that's the case, He Wuhen simply stopped chasing him and carried the blood-drinking knife on his shoulders.

"Sky God Cannon!"

Suddenly, purple light flashed on the blood-drinking knife, and it immediately turned into a three-meter-long divine cannon.

The dark muzzle was aimed at the red light that was running wildly.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the gun of the Sky God Cannon spewed out a golden column of light that was extremely dazzling.

In an instant, the golden beam of light burst out a hundred miles away, expanding to the size of the palace, covering the red light.

The seriously injured thin bamboo pole was so scared that it could not even scream, and it was completely wiped out.

The huge and terrifying golden light column burst out five hundred miles away before it blasted into the mud and swamp, and a huge bottomless pit was blasted out.

At this point, all two shadow assassins were killed.
To be continued...