The old ghost’s heart trembled, and his eyes narrowed: “Master, master…” Before he finished speaking, he instantly stepped back, took out the transmission shaft and wanted to escape.
The man in black robe narrowed his eyes when he saw this scene, and was about to ask the people behind him to ambush him, when he saw a black figure flash in front of him and a sharp air blade shot out with a swishing sound.
"call out!"
“Hiss! Ah!”
As the sharp airflow sounded, the dagger in Fengjiu's hand shot out with a swishing sound, hitting one of his hands holding the transmission shaft. The old ghost felt the pain and gasped and cried out in pain, and the transmission shaft in his hand fell to the ground.
Just when he was about to pick up the transmission shaft, a fierce palm wind attacked him, shocking him so much that he stepped back violently, not daring to stay. When he looked up and saw that it was number nine, he gritted his teeth.
Damn it! This is really a disaster! I'm screwed!
There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the black-robed man at the side and the four people behind him, as if they had not expected that this masked spy could force the ghost old man, who was at the peak of the Flying Immortal realm, to retreat step by step with his Nascent Soul strength.
It seems that the qualifications of this group of hidden players are really outstanding.
Their eyes fell on the ghost old man and the hidden man, and saw that the hidden man was surging with the aura of the Nascent Soul. Normally, the Nascent Soul's cultivation level would be no match for the peak Flying Immortal cultivators. However, the hidden man had the upper hand with his strange body movements and extremely fast speed.
The hidden player's attack was fierce and fast, and with his unpredictable body movements, his speed and moves complemented each other's shortcomings. His attacks went straight to the vital points of the human body. Several times, the old ghost almost fell into the hands of the hidden player.
"Sir, this stalker's skills are very strange. His moves are extremely fast and fierce, and he goes straight to the fatal point. I guess he must have had some skills before he was recruited by us. Otherwise, he wouldn't have achieved such skills in three months."
An old man standing behind the black-robed man said this while observing the moves and skills of the black-clad spy in front of him, who was dressed in tight clothes.
“Well, it’s really rare for this person to have such impressive strength with only Nascent Soul cultivation.” The man in black robe nodded and seemed to appreciate it very much.
Seeing that the black-clad spy had the upper hand with his uncanny skills, they did not make a move until the ghost old man was unable to dodge and fell to the ground after a dagger slashed his throat in panic.
"Um!"
Blood was oozing out of Gui Lao's mouth, and his eyes were trembling as he stared at Number Nine, who was dressed in black, in front of him. There was horror and shock in his eyes. He moved his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't utter a word and took his last breath.
Except for the deceased Gui Lao, no one knows what kind of shock he suffered in his last moments...
It was not until the old ghost died that Feng Jiu lowered her eyes, concealed the expression in her eyes, and walked forward with the dagger in hand, coming to the front of the man in black robe: "Master, the mission is completed, please accept it!"
A middle-aged man walked up quickly, checked the dead ghost, then returned to the back of the man in black robe and whispered something, then stood in a proper manner.
The man in black robe had a playful smile on his lips, and stared at the black-clad spy in front of him with interest. Judging from the voice, he didn't seem to be very old.