I'm the villain in the book

What the hell!

What kind of bean curd dregs project is this! !

Wei Changtian's mood fell to the bottom in an instant, and then he felt his chest sinking in the next second. It turned out that someone took advantage of his dazed time and slashed him up.

"Hey!"

The clothes shattered and opened a big hole, but the long knife was blocked by the inner armor that had already saved his life, so Wei Changtian was just thrown backwards by the impact at this moment.

"Shhhhh!"

Several assassins immediately followed him like a shadow, presumably preparing to suppress him from getting up.

But it came to nothing.

I saw that the figure flying upside down in mid-air did not fall to the ground as expected, but suddenly a kite turned over in the air very unreasonably, and the figure rose instead of falling, and it actually went directly over the rear containment like this The few people falling towards the back of the sedan chair!

Swinging steps are small and perfect - Fengyao!

......

In the sedan chair.

When the entire fairy lock stone was pried open, Ning Yuke and the three women felt that they had no chance of surviving.

A masked assassin had half stepped into the sedan chair, and the long knife in his hand reflected a faint cold light.

"what!!!"

Ning Yuzhu and Ning Yuling crawled backwards in great horror, but the car is so big, how far can they go if they retreat.

The two soon shivered and curled up in a corner of the carriage, their wide eyes filled with tears.

They are really afraid of death, and they really don't want to die...

Unlike the second daughter, although Ning Yuke was equally terrified at the moment, she did not hide, but instead stood in front of the two younger sisters tremblingly with open arms.

She stared at the assassin in front of her, without blinking her eyes, until a gust of wind blew off the already loose veil.

People are dying, of course Ning Yuke doesn't care about such trivial matters.

However, the assassin on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, and immediately raised his knife and said with a sneer:

"Hahahaha, it turns out that the dignified Princess Rou'an is such an ugly monster!"

"You look more suitable to be a ghost, don't worry, I'll send you to hell right away!"

"Pfft!!"

In the next second, the knife flashed and the head fell to the ground.

It's just that the dead are...

A head rolled to Ning Yuke's feet, and the headless corpse fell to the ground with a "plop".

Ning Yuke was stunned for a second, then slowly raised her head and looked in front of her.

In sight, there was a figure covered in blood, and countless assassins in yellow clothes swooping towards us with knives.

Chapter 121 Ten Breaths

Behind them are the four of Ning Yuke, and in front of them is a mass of assassins.

At first glance, it seems that Wei Changtian's current situation is similar to that just now, but in fact it is very different.

Because just now he could move around in a small area, but now if he wants to save the lives of the people behind him, he can't even hide.

The smoke and the sound of fighting not far away indicated that the reinforcements had arrived at the periphery, and it was estimated that they would be able to kill here in less than ten breaths.

However, for Wei Changtian, this is also the most dangerous ten breaths.

ten breaths...

The assassins who realized that they were "anti-surrounded" did not escape, nor did they try to break out of the encirclement. Instead, they rushed straight to the carriage at a faster speed.

The noon sun shone on countless cold blades, and they were in front of Wei Changtian in an instant.

"Chong!!"

The first hasty slash came down, and the fine steel long knife only lasted for a moment before snapping in two.

Along with it, the assassin's left arm was broken.

Nine breaths...

Immediately after one strike, several strikes were struck at the same time, and each strike was mixed with majestic internal force.

If he was more sensible, Wei Changtian should hide at this time.

But he was already red-eyed, and he stood up to meet the knife. In the blink of an eye, the clothes on his upper body turned into rags, and the inner armor was covered with white marks.

One face to face, blood splattered everywhere.

This time it was Wei Changtian's blood.

eight breaths...

The periphery of the "main battlefield".

In the east, west, and north directions, three groups of people with different clothes were struggling to fight towards the carriage.

The yellow-clothed assassin resisted tenaciously, probably trying his best to buy time for his companions to "complete the mission".

"Quick!! Come and follow me to fight in and save Mr. Wei first!!!"

A man in Tsing Yi who came to the rescue yelled, and immediately ran straight in Wei Changtian's direction like a reckless bull, regardless of the shadows of swords and swords around him.

Several assassins wanted to stop them, but they were immediately knocked to the ground, and when they looked up again, their necks were already covered with swords.

Realizing the hopelessness of resistance, they did not hesitate, and immediately crushed the poison in their mouths, and died of poison in the blink of an eye.

Must not live regardless of mission success or failure.

dead man.

seven breaths...

in the carriage.

Ning Qingyu slowly woke up from the coma.

He looked at the scene in front of him, but there was no surprise or fear on his expression, only infinite chill in his eyes.

Ning Yuke was still standing in front of them, clutching the long knife of the assassin who had just died, staring intently at Wei Changtian's back, with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

six breaths...

"Grass your mother!!"

With a loud roar, Wei Changtian raised his knife and stabbed another assassin in the chest.

This is the number of times he has killed. The Longyin Knife has already been dyed red, and even the red rope tied to the handle of the knife seems to be a little brighter than before.

A dignified "big devil", he had only killed Liu Yuanshan before.

Today is considered a killing spree.

five breaths...

"Snapped!"

Bloody hands gripped the blade of Longyin tightly, and the "spirit of dedication" erupted by an assassin before his death finally forced Wei Changtian to abandon the blade.

"Hey!"

The brief pulling caused a new wound on his arm, but Wei Changtian didn't give in an inch, he didn't even frown, and punched the opponent's left shoulder with his backhand.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the latter's entire left arm was immediately separated from his body, as if it had been blown off.

This is the first time that Wei Changtian has used Tianluoquan, which is also a heaven-level martial skill, in actual combat.

Practicing to the "transparent state", the internal force can penetrate the body and explode.

Four breaths...

The number of assassins has been decreasing, but Wei Changtian's situation is getting worse.

As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong.

Although Tianluoquan is indeed extremely powerful, but "bare hands fighting with white blades" is a disadvantage.

What's more, it's still fighting a group of swordsmen.

Ning Yuke also saw this, without the slightest hesitation, she immediately turned the long knife in her hand, tightly gripping the blade with both hands, and handed the handle to Wei Changtian's side.

"Young Master Wei! Take the knife!"

three breaths...

It may be that Wei Changtian does have an inexplicable tacit understanding with this Princess Rou'an.

Although Ning Yuke only said "take the knife", Wei Changtian, like eyes in the back of his head, didn't even look at it, and directly reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife.

"Shh!"

The long knife disappeared from Ning Yuke's hand in an instant, and the blade cut across the palm of his hand, leaving a wound with deep bone visible.

Blood stained the white skirt in an instant, but she still just looked at Wei Changtian, and even maintained the posture of handing the knife just now.

two breaths...

"Swear allegiance to the lord!!"

The last royal guard who fought side by side with Wei Changtian finally fell down with a roar, and hugged an assassin's leg desperately before dying.

At this time, there were only five assassins left to face Wei Changtian.

Five against one, and the realm is almost the same.

This should have been a very disparate duel, but seeing Wei Changtian who had regained his sword, the five assassins subconsciously took half a step back.

A dead man may not be afraid of death, but he is still afraid of the power that he cannot fight.

last breath...

Nearly a hundred figures were rushing from all directions, and judging from the timing, even if Wei Changtian didn't make a move, it wouldn't be a big problem.

Even more rationally, he should try to keep the five remaining alive so as to catch the mastermind behind the scenes.

but......

Wei Changtian finally raised the knife, and under everyone's gaze, he swung it lightly from left to right...

"Buzz!"

"Crack!!"

"boom!!!"

Tremble, crack, shatter.

The long knife made of refined steel couldn't withstand the force of the slash, and it exploded into countless tiny fragments in the air in the blink of an eye.

Wei Changtian shook his head, and casually threw away the empty handle of the knife.

And there were five masked human heads that fell to the ground together with the handle of the knife.

The fracture is like a mirror, and the blood coagulates but does not flow.

Return to the dust knife Dzogchen - return to the dust.

......

Blue sky, yellow leaves.The autumn colors are continuous waves, and the waves are cold and smoke green.

The scenery of Nanshan is still the same, and the red leaves are all over the mountain.

When Wei Changtian saw this scene for the first time, he never expected to encounter such a thing as "assassination", so he could only sigh——

A few handfuls of blood mold poured out!

Forget it, just take it as a rehearsal for the future revenge against the Liu family.

At least through this incident, I discovered some deficiencies in my own security work.