He Has a Dragon

Wang Le, who was extremely interested, then became confused. He looked at Hai Wuya and asked, "Killing a heaven-level warrior across multiple levels can be said to be a glorious achievement from ancient times to the present. Even if Gao Xing is a killer, , even if you want to keep a low profile, you will definitely become famous in the martial arts world, but as a result, it is still unknown to everyone, what is the reason for this? "

Hai Wuya chuckled and replied: "The name Gao Xing is taboo. Even the top forces are not willing to offend him. In addition, there has been no news about this guy for many years, so he has gradually been forgotten. It only remains in the memories of us older generations.”

Xiao Yue couldn't help but murmured: "Without news for so long, maybe the grass on the grave is three feet high."

Hai Wuya shook his head without hesitation and said: "For a person like him, even if everyone in the world dies, it will be difficult for him to die."

Wang Le nodded in agreement: "Yes, if you want to become an excellent and top killer, the prerequisite is that it is difficult to die. As long as he has a breath, he can find a way to survive."

After a pause, Wang Le continued: "The one who remains is king. The top star on the killer list must be even more powerful now. It is impossible to say that he has already reached the realm of martial arts heaven."

Hai Wuya shook his head and sighed: "For Wang Xiaoyou, it is only a matter of time before he becomes a heaven-level master, but for the vast majority of warriors in the world, this is not the case."

"Gao Xing is no exception. What's more, as a killer, he walks on the edge of life and death all year round. He has suffered countless injuries, big and small. Even if he is cured, his body is still ill. It is even more difficult to advance to the realm of heaven."

Having said this, Hai Wuya glanced at Wang Le, changed the topic, and said half-jokingly: "If Wang Xiaoyou engages in the assassin profession, he will definitely be at the top of the killer rankings."

Wang Le curled his lips and said, "If I were to be a killer in this martial arts world, sooner or later the number one spot on the killer rankings would be mine."

"Uh!" Hai Wuya smiled meaningfully and said nothing. Xiao Yue, who was standing next to him, had a look of disbelief: "Although you are extremely powerful when fighting the enemy, if you want to engage in the profession of killer, that is another matter. It’s the same thing.”

"As the saying goes, one hit will hit you, and you can escape thousands of miles away. I'm talking about the killer assassin. Can you do it? I don't think you can!"

Wang Le touched his nose and said with a smile: "Little guy, let me tell you a secret."

Xiao Yue frowned with a look of dissatisfaction on his face. He was obviously not happy with Wang Le calling him a little guy, but he still couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked quickly: "What's the secret?"

Wang Le shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands and said, "Strictly speaking, brother, I debuted as a killer back then."

"Uh!" Xiao Yue and Hai Wuya were stunned on the spot, looking at Wang Le with eyes full of surprise and surprise.

Wang Le would not explain much when he saw this, because in his military career, every operation was basically an assassination mission.

Hai Wuya, who was the first to regain his composure, looked at Wang Le and said, "Based on Xiaoyou Wang's superb invisibility skills, if you really want to assassinate someone, no matter how high the other person's cultivation level is, there will be no good results."

"What's more, Wang Xiaoyou's own personal combat power is even more capable of fighting across levels. If he works as a killer in the martial arts world, it is indeed possible to surpass the high stars and occupy the first place in the killer rankings."

Speaking of this, Hai Wuya sighed sincerely: "That's why people like Wang Xiaoyou are the most difficult to deal with. Even if we can't become friends, don't become enemies!"

Wang Le chuckled, blinked at Hai Wuya, and asked with a half-smile, "Hai Lao, do you think I can survive the subsequent attacks from Cihang Jingzhai and Jinglei Pavilion?"

Hai Wuya's body stiffened slightly.

He immediately realized that the content of the chat with his disciple had been overheard by Wang Le who was hiding in the dark.

As his mind wandered, Hai Wuya shook his head and replied: "As I said before, it depends on your luck next time, Xiaoyou Wang."

Wang Le raised his eyebrows, nodded noncommittally and said: "Although God often likes to joke with me, my luck has always been pretty good. I can always survive from desperate situations. Maybe this is called good luck!"

At this point, Wang Le didn't want to talk any more. He once again raised the thin transparent mask in his hand and said with a smile: "It's getting late. Let's get out of here after changing our new identities!"

"It's best to rush back to Nanhua Temple as soon as possible, and not let the people from Cihang Jingzhai take advantage of it."

Of course Hai Wuya had no objection. When Wang Le entered the woods first, he followed with his disciple Xiao Yue...

After a while, when the three people came out of the woods one after another, they were completely different.

Wang Le, who had put on a white gown, turned into a young man who sang and sang every night, with a pale face, swollen eyes, and unfocused eyes.

Wang Le was very satisfied with the appearance after the disguise. In order to better suit his identity, the temperament exuding from his body suddenly changed, with a hint of evil invisibly.

As for the changes in Master and Disciple Hai Wuya, they were also earth-shaking and completely different.

They saw that Hai Wuya's originally upright figure became a little hunched, his face looked older, and his big eyes became smaller, as if he was a different person.

After Xiao Yue went through the disguise, he was no longer a handsome young man, but became a bit mature, with a look of inferiority complex and deep hatred.

When the three of them came together, Hai Wuya was like the old servant of Wang Le, the young master, while Xiao Yue was like a humble little book boy.

This temporary combination does not seem to have any abruptness and appears to be very harmonious.

"Is this okay?" Xiao Yue touched his now dull, somewhat mature face and asked suspiciously.

Wang Le's lips curled up and he smiled with satisfaction: "Of course it will work. Even if it doesn't work, it doesn't matter. After fooling around for three or four days, we should be able to get back to Nanhua Temple."

Hai Wuya nodded in approval and said, "Yes, at worst, we should try to be careful and avoid causing trouble when we are on the road. As long as our luck is not too bad, we should be able to reach Nanhua Temple safely."

Xiao Yue glanced at Wang Le with suspicion and worry, because in his opinion, this guy was a troublemaker, and God knew when he would cause another big disaster.

Just thinking about it, Xiao Yue felt a little too nervous to think about it any more. The only thing he could do was to pray silently, hoping that the rest of the journey would be safe.

Just like that, the three of them didn't talk any more. After identifying the direction, Wang Le took the lead, Hai Wuya followed Xiao Yue, and left the ground directly, soared into the air, and soon disappeared at the end of the sky without a trace...