Mu Hanyan originally expected that the assassin would talk nonsense with Yan Yuchu and give her a chance to draw a cold knife in the back, but he didn't expect this guy to be so clean and neat, without a single unnecessary nonsense, even when facing her and Mu Ziqing. The two contemptuous snorts were both sharpening the knife and chopping firewood by mistake, and the two palms were also understatement and effortless.
Obviously, this is the real professional assassin, the principle of survival is to kill!
Seeing that the sword was about to turn Yan Yuchu into a chest stab, Mu Hanyan didn't dare to continue pretending to be dead, and grabbed the hilt of the sword with her fingers. At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
"Stars gather at the top, kill!" After being stabbed in the chest by a sword, Yan Yuchu's face showed pain, but a red blood light suddenly burst out from his eyes, and he yelled sharply.
Amidst the roar, Yan Yuchu's sword changed its posture and drew several strange trajectories, then advanced instead of retreating, and stabbed towards the assassin.
A few strange spots of light suddenly appeared above his head, shining brightly like stars in the nine heavens, shrouded in that brilliant starlight, Yan Yuchu's whole body has undergone earth-shaking changes.
As if his body was full of infinite power, the sword was full of brilliance, and the sword energy became pure and majestic, which had been raised several levels.
Three fellow practitioners, the power of nine heavenly stars! There was a flash of light in Mu Hanyan's slightly opened eyes. Obviously, this is the Yan family's secret technique.
The assassin's expression changed drastically, and he withdrew his hands abruptly.
I have to admit that a professional assassin is a professional assassin, no matter if he makes a kill or retreats if he fails to succeed in one blow, they are all the same straightforward, without the slightest sloppiness.
But it's a pity that Yan Yuchu's strength has skyrocketed at this time, and the stabbing sword is as powerful as thunder, and it is not so easy to dodge, blood blossoms, and Xuehan's long sword has already pierced his chest.
The assassin was covered in blood mist, staggering back six or seven steps before barely standing still, with Yan Yuchu's long sword stuck in his chest, and a face that would be forgotten immediately if thrown in the crowd. become extremely pale.
Yan Yuchu didn't pursue, but still stood there, with the opponent's long sword stuck in his chest, and his expression was equally ugly.
Obviously, the sword just now exhausted all his strength, and even stimulated his physical potential to the extreme. It is not bad to be able to stand now.
The two were six or seven steps apart, staring fixedly at each other, with the other's long sword stuck in their chests, the scene looked very strange.
As the night wind blew past, the icy smell of blood quietly permeated the air, making it even more tragic.
Although all of this happened between lightning and flint, and strictly speaking, the confrontation between the two is just one person striking out with a sword, but life and death are also in this sword.
"Who are you?" Yan Yuchu pressed his fingers on his chest, barely stopping the blood from gushing out, and asked with difficulty.
When the assassin suddenly appeared, his first reaction was the Mu family's help, but when he saw Mu Hanyan's attack and what happened next, he denied his guess.
"It seems that I did not make a mistake. You are indeed the person I am looking for." The assassin looked at Yan Yuchu coldly, and finally spoke. It's just that the murderous intent in the words is stronger.
The assassin pulled out the long sword on his chest with his backhand, tapped his chest a few times, barely stopped the bleeding, and then walked towards Yan Yuchu again.
Blood dripped to the ground, blooming into bewitching blood flowers, but his expression was so firm and persistent.