The Assassination Begins

After twelve o’clock in the evening, in the cold exclusive room of the small world, outsideIt was pitch black, but the lights were still on in this room. Angel Leng was wearing pajamas with a cool face, sitting quietly on the bed, holding a handkerchief and carefully wiping his sharp sword. Because of Qin Wuyou’s policy, the female angels would stop their work at night and take a good rest. At this moment, there was extraordinarily quiet outside the window. Leng, who was cleaning his weapon, sighed softly in frustration. It has been a week since he went to find the instructor with his master, but he has not seen any action from the instructor. Maybe he has forgotten and did not put his Please take it to heart.

Leng put the cleaned weapon on the bedside cabinet, lay on the bed with his head in his hands, staring at the empty ceiling. She longed to become stronger, and hoped that one day she would be able to trample her annoying opponent, Angel Yan, under her feet, so that she would no longer dare to be arrogant in front of her again. But the two of them have the same level of cultivation, and now they have no certainty of winning against Shang Yan. If they want to become stronger, they can only improve their own strength. The reason is also improving, and only by improving the combat effectiveness of the same realm can we win. But in a realm, she already felt the bottleneck, and she was still unable to break through the bottleneck, so she and Ruoning went to ask Qin Wuyou, hoping to find a way to break through.

Unfortunately, it seems that this hope has come to nothing now. Although Qin Wuyou agreed, he didn’t seem to pay much attention to it, and his eager heart gradually subsided over the past few days. A little bit of starlight shines through the window and sprinkles on Leng’s face, gentle and quiet.

Just when Leng was about to close her eyes and fall asleep peacefully, suddenly, a black shadow flashed past her window outside the window. come yet? Leng lifted the quilt off his body. Because he was too excited, he didn’t wear any shoes. He got out of bed and rushed out of the window barefoot. As soon as he left the room, he saw a vague figure rushing towards the small forest in the small world.

Leng Guao’s dignified face carried a hint of excitement. He came to the railing and jumped down with both feet. The figure in pajamas landed silently on the ground, and his smooth feet stepped on the small stone pavement. On the way, it instantly turned into a bow and arrow that left the string and rushed towards the figure.

After entering the woods, the dense leaves blocked the moonlight, and the whole forest fell into darkness. The dim vision caused Leng to lose the opponent’s vision. In order to prevent a sneak attack, Leng cheered up, looked around with all his attention, clenched his fists with both hands, and placed them in front of him so that he could shoot at any time. Hold your breath, lower your body’s center of gravity, and walk slowly towards the depths of the forest step by step.

Suddenly there was a sound of piercing the air behind him, and Qin Wuyou, who was lying in ambush behind Leng, slammed towards Leng’s back.

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Before the cold cold ice came to him, Qin Wuyou stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist, firmly restraining her attack. Qin Wuyou’s other hand clenched his fist and punched Leng’s chest hard. With great power, he swung his fist extremely quickly, and the air in front of his fist was squeezed out into a bursting air wall. Seeing Qin Wuyou’s swift and violent attack, the next moment, Ning Ju’s palm that held the saber flexibly rotated, and broke free from under his hand. Leaning back, dodging Qin Wuyou’s punch, her slender legs kicked hard on the ground. With the help of this reaction force, her body rotated twice in the air, drawing a beautiful arc, and quickly pulled towards Qin Wuyou. body distance.

“Ice Phantom!” Angel Leng’s body instantly split into three phantoms that were identical to her, and Angel Leng, who opened the distance, led the clone to attack Qin Wuyou. The sound of “嗤” broke through the wind, and four figures instantly appeared around Qin Wuyou, blocking all four directions of him, and four icy palm knives slashed towards Qin Wuyou’s body.

I have to say that the three avatars condensed by Ning are very realistic and have a certain strength of the main body. They are not completely illusory. Move back. But it is very unfortunate that Qin Wuyou has the eyes of the sky, this kind of phantom, the trick of doppelganger has no effect on him. Qin Wuyou took two steps back, avoiding the attack of Leng Zhen’s body, swung his fists quickly, smashing all three of Leng’s avatars in an instant, raised his leg to the left, and Leng who was close to him was too late To dodge, he could only put his hands on his chest to block Qin Wuyou’s attack. Qin Wuyou ruthlessly smashed on Leng’s arms, sent her flying, and hit a big tree. After landing on the ground, she rolled several times in embarrassment, half kneeling on the ground with her hands on the ground. The ground stopped his body, and the violent impact made Leng spit out a big mouthful of blood.

The wounded Angel Leng was not only not afraid, but instead became full of fighting spirit. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and the corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a happy smile.

“Extremely cold field!” Endless cold air began to pour out from Leng’s hands touching the ground, and began to spread towards the surroundings with Leng’s palms as the original place. In a very short period of time, an area of ​​hundreds of meters turned into a kingdom of ice and snow , The flowers, plants and trees are all frozen into ice sculptures.

Afterwards, countless hard and sharp ice thorns emerged from the ground without any pattern at all. As soon as Qin Wuyou’s feet landed, countless thorns would suddenly appear from under his feet.Icicles attack him. For this reason, Qin Wuyou could only dodge around in this ice and snow area. Countless ice-carved trees were pierced by sharp thorns and collapsed, breaking into small pieces of ice. From this we can see how terrifying the cold air is.

Seeing Qin Wuyou dodging non-stop, Leng thought that her current cultivation was extremely difficult to control such a large area, and she couldn’t last long. When Qin Wuyou hid near him, Leng was wearing loose pajamas, his tall and plump body jumped up from the ground, turning into a stream of light, and his right hand turned into sharp crampons to grab Qin Wuyou’s chest, and in a moment Touched Qin Wuyou’s clothes.

“What’s waiting is you to make a move.” The corner of Qin Wuyou’s mouth raised into a smile of scheming success, and his left hand suddenly grabbed Leng’s wrist again. With a forceful flick, Leng’s body was thrown out, and a dodge appeared beside Leng who was flying upside down. The long-prepared right fist swung down again against Leng’s chest, and with a sound of “Kaz”, Leng’s arms were instantly bent at ninety degrees, his chest was sunken, and several ribs were broken. Leng’s figure smashed into the soil like a fired shell, stirring up countless dust.

Tried to stand up, but failed after several attempts. Qin Wuyou’s spiritual energy has been running around in her body, and he can’t mobilize the spiritual energy in her body at all, which means that she is no different from an ordinary person now, and her broken arms can no longer support her body to stand up.

Qin Wuyou walked slowly, his arms twisted at a strange angle, half kneeling in front of Angel Leng on the ground, with his hands behind his back, looking at her indifferently.

“Is this Angel Leng, one of the representatives of the highest combat power of the younger generation of female angels? Your performance is really disappointing. I have already reminded you that I am coming. If you are prepared, you will be in the same realm and at the same time.” My subordinates, who are cultivated, actually only survived three rounds!” Qin Wuyou shook his head and sighed as he walked. Slowly walked to Leng who was half kneeling on the ground in embarrassment, stretched out his palm and slowly stroked Leng’s blood-stained face, when Qin Wuyou’s hand touched his cheek, Angel Leng’s body couldn’t help it. Trembling for a bit, no man has ever been so close to him, let alone caressing his face.

“Your moves are too flashy. It’s useless to pay attention to appearance. The key is to be able to kill the enemy cleanly. And knowing that there are enemies with weapons, you will rush out. Your sword is placed on the bedside as a decoration. Should I say you are conceited or should you say you are stupid?” Qin Wuyou’s fingers gently slid across her face, mouth, nose tip, eye corners, and finally put his face in front of her, so close , Qin Wuyou’s hot breath could be felt even on his cold face.

What is the instructor doing? Why did he get so close all of a sudden? Was he trying to do something to himself while he was injured? How is this possible? The instructor is the man of Queen Kaisa and the others. How could he have anything to do with Qin Wuyou? Leng’s body became tense, and he wanted to turn his cheeks to avoid Qin Wuyou’s gaze, but he was caught by him. He grabbed the back of his head tightly, unable to move at all.

“Your performance is really disappointing, is that what Ruoning taught you?” Qin Wuyou said looking into Leng’s eyes.

“I’m sorry.” Leng didn’t dare to look into Qin Wuyou’s eyes, and hurriedly turned his eyes aside, and said in a low voice.

“Don’t tell me you’re sorry, you have nothing to do to me. If you continue like this and make no progress, the only ones you’ll be sorry for are yourself and Ruoning who cares about you.” Qin Wuyou slowly let go of Leng’s nape of the neck. palm.

Seeing that Angel Leng lowered his head in shame, Qin Wuyou continued: “If I were the enemy, you would be dead by now, let alone have the opportunity to say sorry here.”

Suddenly, Qin Wuyou put his hand on Angel Leng’s back, patted her shoulder lightly, pressed slightly harder, and Qin Wuyou pressed Angel Leng’s body into his arms, and leaned his head against his shoulder . Confused, he didn’t understand why Qin Wuyou made such an intimate gesture towards him like a lover. Qin Wuyou tilted his head and put his mouth next to Leng’s ear, and said softly: “Remember this pain, I hope you won’t suffer like this again in the future, remember to teach you a lesson.”

“Hum…” Leng leaning against Qin Wuyou’s arms suddenly made an unrecognizable groan of pain, Qin Wuyou’s left hand was already condensed with a knife, and it just stabbed straight into Leng’s abdomen, and blood gushed out from the wound in an instant.

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