Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

next moment.

He raised the broken sword and stabbed forward suddenly.

The Broken Sword looked ordinary, like the sword of an ordinary soldier, but it suddenly shone with a bright emerald green light.

At the same time, the assassin dressed as a scout looked directly at Bao Luot, raised his head slightly, and said in a playful voice:

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, the sword is smeared with poison!"

Hearing the word "very poisonous", a moment of hesitation flashed in Bao Luote's eyes, he subconsciously withdrew his left hand, and turned sideways to avoid the sharp edge of the broken sword.

But the assassin seized the slightest hesitation, took the opportunity to get past Bao Luote's block with a strange movement method, and rushed towards Jiang Qingyu's position.

His movement is fast, like a black shadow, making it difficult to see his figure clearly.

When Bao Luote came back to his senses and stretched out his hand to stop him...

But only caught a corner of the afterimage.

"not good!"

"Brother Qi Yan, be careful, this person's strength is not inferior to yours and mine!"

Borot turned his head and roared.

And at the same time.

Qiyan Wumu had already borrowed a knife from a soldier beside him.

Seeing that Bao Luot failed to intercept, he couldn't help showing a mockery on his face:

"It's really a fool!"

"How can it be so easy to deal with someone who dares to come alone to a camp of tens of thousands of people to assassinate Mr. Jiang?"

"Bao Luote, Beidi will only gradually decline under your hands. You should obediently prepare to bow your head to the king!"

Qiyan Wumu held a knife in both hands, looked at the assassin who had turned into a black shadow, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, he was frantically injecting spiritual power into the knife.

The blade groaned softly, and the sound was harsh, as if it couldn't bear the influx of spiritual power, it almost broke!

But this spiritual power did not stay in the blade for too long.

Because of the next moment.

He took a step to the left, aimed straight ahead, and slashed fiercely.

The long knife pierced through the air and let out bursts of trembling sounds, as if it couldn't wait to release all the spiritual power it had absorbed just now!

For a moment, the rain seemed to stagnate in the air, making way for the knife.

It has to be said that Qiyan Wumu's knife grasped the timing very precisely, and it happened to be on the assassin's only way, making it too late for him to dodge!

but……

The assassin didn't want to dodge at all.

He just held the broken sword upside down and uttered two words:

"Ha ha."

Then, the whole person hit the blade!

As an experienced assassin, this person is naturally not stupid enough to use his body to test the blade of a peak expert in the Bright Moon Realm.

He just kept stabbing out the broken sword in his hand at the moment when the long knife was close to him.

boom!

In the blink of an eye, this seemingly ordinary broken sword collided with Qiyan Wumu's knife no less than ten times!

After each collision, a section of the blade will be broken.

After more than ten times, only the handle of the knife remained in Qiyan Wumu's hand.

But the knife was not without effect.

After the long knife broke, the fragments flew.

The assassin didn't have time to dodge, he was hit with five or six knives, although it wasn't fatal, his breath couldn't help but stagnate a little.

But his eyes are still confident.

Because his next sword...

Already aimed at the throat of Qiyan Ebony.

"not good!"

Qiyan Wumu didn't dare to test the poison with his body, so he could only keep backing and dodging, and at the same time stretched out his hand to grab the opponent's hand, trying to snatch the broken sword.

But the opponent didn't intend to fight him, but kept using the broken sword to force him to make way.

After a few rounds, Qiyan Wumu couldn't resist, so he had to get out of the way!

"Ha ha."

The assassin dodged to leave him behind, and glanced at Jiang Qingyu, who was only less than a foot away from him, with murderous intent in his eyes.

but……

But he didn't know that all of this was planned by Qiyan Wumu.

As soon as he decided to get out of the way, Qiyan Wumu had already started to turn around.

The moment the assassin passed him, he also exposed his entire back in his sight!

"Go away!"

Qiyan Wumu yelled angrily, took a few steps forward, caught up with the assassin, and punched his head hard from behind!

The momentum of the fist is astonishing, and it makes the opponent's hair stand on end before it comes!

The assassin couldn't dodge in time, so he moved his body decisively and blocked the punch with his back.

Click!

There was a crisp fracture sound, and the assassin was seriously injured, his breath was weak again, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

But it was also this punch that allowed him to speed up his pace and was able to temporarily throw off Qiyan Wumu.

At this time, this person has been injured, and his strength is less than half.

In front of them, Yu An and other Anbei Army were blocking.

They don't cherish their lives like Bao Luote and Qiyan Wumu.

For Jiang Qingyu, these people are willing to die!

even……

There is no need to sacrifice human life, just relying on Duoji and Zhao Lu, who are fully armed, can completely block themselves!

It can be said that this time the assassination plan has completely ended in failure.

The next moment, sure enough...

As expected, Zhao Lu, who was in the late stage of Haoyue Realm, had already drawn out his precious sword, eager to try.

On the side, Duoji, who was in the middle of the Haoyue Realm, held the Zhangba Snake Spear tightly, and also looked alert.

And with the assassin's currently seriously injured body, it's not easy to protect himself, let alone kill Jiang Qingyu by killing them.

But until now, the man still had a sneer on his face.

Because he has seen...

Behind Jiang Qingyu, a person let go of the little girl's hand and walked out slowly.

"Ha ha."

Seeing the man, the assassin smiled.

This time, there were actually two killers in the assassination of Jiang Qingyu.

One bright and one dark.

According to the plan, after he misses, a second assassin will come out to make up for the killing blow!

And that person has been hiding behind Jiang Qingyu from the beginning to the end.

Everyone is guarding against themselves, but they don't know that the real killing move has already been buried inside them!

At this moment, the assassin looked behind Jiang Qingyu with a sneer on his face.

I saw the second killer in the plan step forward, came to Luqi's side, and snatched the famous sword Shuoyue from her hand.

After grabbing the sword, the man took another step.

"Kill, kill Jiang Qingyu!"

"We share the reward and advance to the Sunshine Realm together!"

The assassin frantically urged.

but……

The next moment, an accident happened.

The second killer in the plan did not approach or stab Jiang Qingyu, but instead came to him, and put the sword into his chest with a smile on his face.

For this sword, the assassin was defenseless and could only subconsciously raise his sword to block it.

But Shuo Yue's sword was sharp and unstoppable, but it easily cut through the broken sword, and pierced into his heart under his incredible gaze!

"you……"

The assassin wanted to ask questions.

But that person had already pulled out the Shuoyue sword, and cut off his head with one sword, making him unable to utter a single word!

All movements are crisp and clean!

"Ha ha."

next moment.

The man bent down to pick up the head, knelt down on one knee towards Jiang Qingyu, and offered the head with both hands:

"Young master, fortunately not humiliated."

Chapter 172 Killer Ninety-Four Utopia's Confidence

At dusk, it rained heavily.

A headless corpse fell straight back, and the splashed sewage was three feet high, splashing on the murderer's sheepskin coat, as if venting unwillingness and anger.

The murderer laughed mockingly, while holding his head in his hands, he knelt down on one knee towards Jiang Qingyu.

It seems to be asking for credit.

"Utopo!"

Not far away, Bao Luote gritted his teeth and called out the person's name with an ugly expression on his face.

"mean!"

Qiyan Wumu also had a gloomy expression.

When Jiang Qingyu was attacked, it was the two of them who rushed to the front to stop the assassin. One fought to his death with his bare hands, while the other blocked him with an ordinary knife, which severely injured him.

But I didn't want the ending to be taken advantage of by Utub who hid at the end at the beginning!

As the clan leaders, Qiyan Wumu and Bao Luote usually plot against others, but this time they made wedding dresses for others for nothing, how could they bear this anger?

"Utopo!"

Bao Luo said unconvinced:

"Kill this person, all three of us will contribute!"

"You can't take the credit for it!"