There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 166 Who Else (Fourth)

Xue Ling watched Sheng Junqian rush over.

Xue Ling watched as Sheng Junqianfei came back.

Xue Ling also saw Sheng Junqian vomiting blood.

Xue Ling was terrified after seeing it.

Sheng Junqian is at the top of the Jianghu list, it is understandable that he can't beat Hei Wuqing, Hei Wu itself is underestimated.

It's understandable that he can't beat a Golden Bee Assassin.

But what the hell is a face-to-face being kicked away?

What level of master is the other party!

"Don't be afraid of him!" Sheng Junqian knelt on the ground and vomited blood with a knife, but raised his head and shouted: "My injury is mainly from beating that black boy during the day, he is not that bad."

Before the words fell, Shang Jiuge was already moving forward with his sword.

In fact, Shang Jiuge usually fights with others, and he likes to come first and wait for work.

But at this moment, Shang Jiuge could no longer afford to hesitate, her wrist trembled slightly, and the Rolex on her wrist was already hesitating.

Although this sword is relatively more suitable for winning by surprise, it is only limited to winning by surprise. In frontal combat, it is actually not as good as the Crimson Night Sword that Shang Jiuge originally liked to use.

However, no matter how useless Rolex is, it is also a sword.

Moreover, Shang Jiuge can use all the swords in the world.

Shang Jiuge stepped forward, and a cold light shot out from her wrist, directly hitting Yan Han's throat.

Looking at the Jian Guang at that moment, Yan Han felt the hairs all over his body stand up.

He laughed loudly and kicked Shang Jiuge's sword at the same time, without any fear.

Shang Jiuge's expression remained unchanged, and he even concentrated on it.

This Yan Han was the strongest opponent Shang Jiuge had ever encountered except Hei Wu since he left the mountain.

After all, He Ping and Fang are no longer strong, and they have never really fought against Shang Jiuge.

She turned her body and mind into a sword, and went straight for it. All Yan Han's changes were within her expectations.

Seeing Yan Han's toes hit Shang Jiuge's sword, Shang Jiuge shook his wrist expressionlessly, and his sword move changed instantly. Entire thigh wrap.

In just one instant, Shang Jiuge could cut off Yan Han's entire thigh.

Unless it is said that Yan Han is the same as Hei Wu, and his whole body has been cultivated to be impeccable.

Her false moves were aimed at Yan Han's throat, but following all of Yan Han's movements, Shang Jiuge made corresponding changes. The so-called no move wins with a move, this is Shang Jiuge's swordsmanship. It changes according to the opponent's reaction, and the whole person is the most accurate calculation machine.

In a master's fight, victory or defeat is in an instant. Seeing Shang Jiuge's sword move succeed, Yan Han only felt cold all over his body, and the moment the defeat was decided.

In the entire night sky of Chang'an, there was a sound of clang and zither suddenly.

The sound of the zither contained unimaginable vibrating true energy, which aroused people's emotions. Shang Jiuge was originally concentrating on it, but when she heard the sound of the zither, a trace of disorder appeared in her sword moves.

This trace of disorder is her flaw.

Yan Han seized this fleeting opportunity and retreated in an instant. At the moment when the sword edge surrounded by a silver snake closed, he backed up a foot, out of Shang Jiuge's attack range, and then the silver snake instantly He closed them ferociously, and immediately put them all into Shang Jiuge's wrist.

Yan Han stood where he was, still in shock, and beads of sweat appeared on his head.

In fact, he didn't think much of it, but he never expected that Shang Jiuge's sword moves were as dangerous as an antelope's horns, and they were nowhere to be found.

The virtual reality transformation of the sword move is at that moment.

If you think he is a false move, he is a real move, and if you think he is a real move, he is a false move.

The so-called most rogue blocking both ends is Shang Jiuge's sword.

"Your Excellency really deserves to be Shang Jiuge." Yan Han sighed: "Lin Xue, have you thought it over yet?"

He suddenly mentioned Xue Ling again.

In fact, during the lightning-fast battle just now, Xue Ling had been concentrating on it all the time, and her invincibility of King Kong was actually half-baked. In a real fight, not to mention Shang Jiuge, even Sheng Junqian was no match for her.

But whoever dares to underestimate her, such a momentary eruption of vajra invincibility, even Hei Wu, has been in the aisle.

"They have already made a choice for me." Xue Ling said coldly with her head down.

Yan Han narrowed his eyes dangerously: "If that's the case, then this place tonight will be your burial place."

Saying this, Yan Han suddenly volleyed his feet, swept out with a whip leg, and went towards Shang Jiuge. Shang Jiuge stayed where he was, and coldly drew his sword, which chopped the leg wind with one blow.

"Do you really think this kind of three-legged cat can deal with me?" Shang Jiuge said quietly.

"You can't beat me." The girl said immediately.

Shang Jiuge's face slaps are always straightforward, and he doesn't mess with you at all.

"It wasn't the sound of the piano just now, you are already dead."

Yan Han smiled coldly and said, "Miss Shang, you don't think that the sound of the piano was just accidental, do you?"

Saying this, Yan Han coldly kicked Shang Jiuge far away—no matter how hard his fists and feet were, no matter how strong his fists were, no matter how strong his skills were, Shang Jiuge's ghostly sword just now had almost made him feel ashamed. Yan Han was terrified.

So he never dared to fight Shang Jiuge in close quarters again, because masters fought for life and death, he came here with the intention of killing Shang Jiuge, but he never planned to use one hand, one foot, etc. For the price, send Shang Jiuge on the road.

Yan Han's martial arts seem to be all about fists and feet, with great precision and power, and even said that one kick can kick Sheng Junqian away who is waiting for him. However, if Shang Jiuge only talks about internal strength, he may be far inferior to Sheng Junqian. She was born with an illness, and practicing martial arts was a greater ordeal for her than ordinary people. Although Shang Jiuge can achieve internal strength without hindering her, it is not an advantage for her to win with internal strength.

If Shang Jiuge and Yan Han face each other head-on, then it is likely that they will be beaten to vomit blood after one move.

But how could Shang Jiuge meet Yan Han head-on, as long as Yan Han dared to enter Shang Jiuge's three feet, Shang Jiuge was sure that Yan Han would come and go.

Of course - the premise is that there is no such weird and terrifying piano sound.

The second leg wind came as promised, as sharp as a whip, or in other words, this itself was an invisible whip. Shang Jiuge swung his sword as usual, trying to chop this whip, but at this moment, the weird The piano sounded again.

The sound of the piano was not coherent, but the strings were clanking and clanging, and the sound waves rippling in the entire empty night sky also instantly disrupted the circulation of true energy in Shang Jiuge's body.

For Shang Jiuge, who was used to using zhenqi, the stagnation of zhenqi at that moment made her more uncomfortable than the network delay.

So Shang Jiuge's sword slowed down for a moment.

As far as combat is concerned, a split second is the key to victory or defeat.

Getting the leg wind passed through Shang Jiuge's sword, and then hit Shang Jiuge's chest. The girl was kicked away, and then Xue Ling flew over and hugged her from behind.

Yan Han still smiled unhurriedly.

looking at the front.

"Who else?"

PS: Combat is more difficult to write. I don’t know if I can write the fifth change before twelve o’clock.

Meow.

I've grown bloated recently, and I don't want the [-]-day medal anymore, I want the [-]-day medal.

(End of this chapter)