At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The dead body was buried, and the dead body was buried.

"Die!" Sishe put his hand on the handle of the knife and stabbed at the Thousand Faces Ghost at a very fast speed.

Among the twelve brothers of the Soul Binding Pavilion, two used fists, four used swords, one used a dagger, one used a gun, one used poison, and three used knives.

Everyone used their own weapons and practiced them to a proficient level.

Among the three people who used knives, Sishe used a different knife from the other two brothers.

Compared with the big knives of the other two, Sishe's knife was lighter and finer, in this world where the knife method was dominated by tyranny.

Sishe chose the path taken by a few people, and his knife had a good reputation.

Flying fish looked at Yujing, and embroidered spring illuminated the snow-embroidered spring knife!

The embroidered spring knife in Sishe's hand was like a spirit snake, stabbing the vitals of Qianmiangui quickly and accurately.

Qianmiangui jumped back and slapped the opponent at the same time.

However, Sishe's agility, coupled with top-level Qinggong, was like a fish in water.

He easily avoided the palm of Qianmiangui and raised the knife to attack again.

In the flash of the knife, Sishe showed superb knife skills.

Each of his knives contained endless killing intent, using defense as offense, which made Qianmiangui feel more pressured.

When he saw the gold-plated Tianzi token hanging on Sishe's waist, everything became clear.

What he said!

No wonder it was so difficult. This time, he met the old rival of Anhe, Juhun Pavilion, and it was a Tianzi killer.

According to Anhe's intelligence, the killers who can be named Tiandi are the elite of Juhun Pavilion.

They have fought with the Di generation the most times. Without exception, this new organization has the strength to compete with Anhe.

Unexpectedly, the killing net set by the head of the family for the Sixth Prince this time turned out to be such a Cheng Yaojin.

In the fierce confrontation, the Thousand Faces Ghost gradually revealed its flaws.

Sishe saw the opportunity, exerted force suddenly, and slashed at the neck of the Thousand Faces Ghost with a knife.

This attack was as fast as lightning, and the Thousand Faces Ghost had no way to avoid it. If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely die from this knife.

But who is he?

He is from the Anhe Mu family, a terrifying existence in the world, known as a thousand people with a thousand faces...

The Thousand Faces Ghost Mu Ying!

Mu Ying turned around in an extremely twisted posture in mid-air, and he stretched out two fingers and directly clamped Sishe's Embroidered Spring Knife.

"I am known as a top killer who can kill people in a thousand ways without even showing my face. You can't kill me with just a Vajra Realm!"

Sishe's eyes turned cold, and he shook the embroidered spring knife in his hand vigorously, trying to break free from Mu Ying's fingers.

But Mu Ying's fingers were like iron pliers, tightly clamping the blade, not moving at all.

Sishe frowned slightly. He didn't expect Mu Ying's strength to be so strong that he could catch his knife so easily.

No... He is poisoned!

Sishe was shocked and suddenly realized. He looked at the man in front of him and saw that the other person's mouth corners were slightly raised.

"Did you finally find out? At this moment, you have been hit by my finger-snapping drunkenness. Your skills have been completely consumed and cannot be recovered in a short time. I am afraid you will die here today." Mu Ying smiled sinisterly.

The androgynous voice was extremely harsh. When he was stiff, Mu Ying kicked Sishe's chest fiercely.

Sishe was knocked back several steps. He stabilized his body and stared at Muying: "As expected of a killer from Dark River, he is really hard to deal with!"

Muying sneered: "Even if your Pavilion Master comes in person today, he can't save you!"

After that, he flashed and rushed towards Sishe again, with a whistling palm wind and a strong momentum.

Hearing this, Sishe shouted angrily: "What a big tone!"

Muying shook his head, and the half-man and half-woman face turned into a faceless face. This is his most dangerous form and also his strongest form.

Every time he turned into this face, it showed that he was serious.

In his cognition, walking in the rivers and lakes, as long as he is faceless... he is invincible!

He smiled sinisterly, and a cold air came out of his hand, like the fireworks in the underworld, extremely evil.

"Cut off the water!" Sishe held his sword in front of him.

In an instant, the rustling sound of leaves around him stopped abruptly.

But the wind stopped but the knife did not. The sound of gurgling water was heard around, rushing towards Mu Ying like a broken dam.

Mu Ying's face was startled and he quickly retreated, but the water followed him.

Seeing that he was about to be submerged by the tide, Mu Ying shouted loudly.

He pushed his palms forward with all his strength, and a cold air collided with the tide, making a loud bang.

In the splashing water, Mu Ying took the opportunity to jump and jumped out of the range of the tide.

He panted and looked

Looking at Sishe, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Didn't the opponent get drunk by his finger snapping, and his power was gone?

But why can he still emit such surging true energy?

You know, people who are drunk by his finger snapping, no matter how high their martial arts are, can only be slaughtered by him like ordinary people.

He used this trick to assassinate a master of the free realm.

Even if he was one realm higher than him, he could only die quietly in the invisible.

Sishe did not give him a chance to breathe, and saw him waving the embroidered spring knife, bullying like a ghost.

The knife light was like snow, and the broken tide surged, and every move was fatal.

Mu Ying gritted his teeth to deal with it, and his moves became more and more fierce and weird, but Sishe's knife skills were like an antelope hanging horns, leaving no trace.

Mu Ying groaned and retreated again and again, but this time Sishe directly chopped off his arm.

Mu Ying screamed in pain, and his eyes became more fierce.

Seeing this, Sishe seized the opportunity and stabbed Mu Ying's chest with a knife.

The white knife went in and the red knife came out, and Mu Ying's face turned pale.

The opponent's knife was too fast, and he was hit before he could use the puppet technique.

It seems that he will be defeated today. Mu Ying gritted his teeth, and his heart was full of unwillingness.

The man in front of him was definitely not in the Vajra Ordinary Realm. Judging from the true energy alone, he was more than twice as strong as the Vajra Ordinary Realm.

With such true energy, he has at least reached the Free Land Realm.

Just when Sishe was about to give the final blow, he suddenly felt dizzy, the poison began to take effect, and his body gradually lost strength.

The knife that was slashing towards Mu Ying's head stopped in mid-air.

"Hehehe!" Seeing this, Mu Ying laughed triumphantly.

"I thought you were so strong, but in the end you still can't resist my finger-snapping drunkenness."

"Die!"