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Zhao Wuchen coughed softly: "Ahem, with all due respect, poisoning is just the lowest form of assassination."

"Oh? Then what kind of assassination technique do you think is the most advanced?"

Poison Blade didn't look back, his eyes were fixed on Wang Mingyang whose face was full of pain, and he showed a sick smile.

"No, who are you?"

Only then did Poison Blade react, holding the dagger behind his back, and his body began to tense up.

'One step, two steps... one step away, this dagger coated with poison will be able to pierce his neck. ’

"Low-level assassins can only do dirty tricks such as sneaking, applying poison, and backstabbing."

"A true assassin takes the principle that everything is false and everything is allowed. His health bar is bottomless, he can resist and fight, and it makes people restful. He walks into the crowd and drives his unparalleled weapon, and directly takes the head of the assassination target. As long as he kills the person If they are all killed and there are no witnesses, it is the most perfect assassination."

After saying this, Zhao Wuchen took the final step forward.

Poison Blade showed a smile of success, turned around suddenly, and pierced Zhao Wuchen's neck with the dagger carrying the black aura of dark elements.

"You're right. Without witnesses, that would be the perfect assassination."

"It's over, here comes another one." Ding Yi's face was full of despair.

There was no feeling of the blade penetrating into the flesh from the handle, nor was the warmth of the blood felt on the hand.

Poison Blade's face was filled with disbelief: "What's going on?"

If you look closely, the dagger's blade seems to have withered, falling down softly.

Zhao Wuchen said with a mocking look on his face: "Is that okay, little dog?"

Poison Blade couldn't believe it and squeezed the Demon-Breaking Dagger. What he felt in his hand was that it was made of steel and felt hard.

The dagger pierced Zhao Wuchen again, but it still looked limp.

"Hmph, it is indeed an illusion. Prince, are you using special props to delay time?"

Poison Blade looked determined, confirming that the Zhao Wuchen in front of him was just an illusion caused by special props.

He turned his back and ignored Zhao Wuchen.

Ding Yi also suddenly realized: "It turns out to be Prince Wang's special prop. It's broken. I, an idiot, didn't take the opportunity to take the prince to escape. Prince Wang, I'm sorry for you."

Wang Yangming, who was lying on the ground and sweating profusely in pain, was also a little confused. He didn't have such strange tools.

"..." Zhao Wuchen was speechless.

This is the control of dark elements.

The dagger in the poison blade's hand is made of high-grade dark element ores, and its entire body is made of solid dark elements.

In Zhao Wuchen's eyes, a dagger that could kill someone if touched was just a collection of harmless elements for humans and animals.

'Snapped. ’

Ignored by the poisonous blade, Zhao Wuchen couldn't hold back and slapped him on the back of the head.

"Damn it, the phantom produced by this special prop can actually cause damage, so as long as I kill you, the effect of the prop will disappear."

Poison Blade didn't want to delay any more, and stabbed Wang Mingyang with the dagger.

"Don't even think about it." Ding Yi used the skill 'Stand Up' to stand in front of Wang Mingyang.

"You can't stop me!"

The poison blade used an unknown special skill. Like a ghost, it passed directly through Ding Yi's body, and the dagger was about to fall.

Wang Mingyang closed his eyes in despair.

"I said, don't ignore me, I'm not some phantom."

Zhao Wuchen stretched out his hand to block the incoming dagger.

The dagger's edge withered instantly before it even touched his skin.

"Impossible, this is a level 125 demon-breaking dagger that is extremely precious. Why, why, why!"

Poison Blade seemed to be suffering from an illness, going crazy like a madman, waving the dagger in his hand frantically at Zhao Wuchen.

Unfortunately, the dagger was still soft and unable to cause any harm to Zhao Wuchen.

In the surprised eyes of the master and servant, Zhao Wuchen allowed the dagger to scratch his body: "I think you need to increase the dose. Qingshan Mental Hospital needs talents like you."

"Impossible, impossible. I didn't take any shadow flowers today. Why do I still have hallucinations?"

Good guy, Shadow Flower, that is a dangerous material that will damage the brain if the pollen enters the body.

Although the shadow flower does have the effect of permanently strengthening the dark attribute power of the user.

The smoker will gradually become dependent on the shadow flower, sucking more and more, and finally be completely corroded by the shadow element into withered bones.

Yanhuang Kingdom officially designated prohibited items, and collection and sale are permanently prohibited.

Zhao Wuchen looked at the poisonous blade with an expressionless expression: "It seems that the Shadow Council not only accepts lunatics, but also drug addicts. You are addicted to Shadow Flower, right?"

"Illusion, by the way, it must be an illusion." Poison Blade went completely crazy, aiming the dagger at his own arm.

Poison Blade took off his hood, his eyes were bloodshot and red, and he roared: "Hahahahaha, look, look, let me tell you, how could the Demon-Breaking Dagger wither?"

"..."

Zhao Wuchen was speechless. The poisonous blade had gone completely crazy, and he had even forgotten that the undead poison was smeared on the dagger.

The poison began to take effect, and the poisonous blade foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground twitching wildly.

The convulsions drive the blood throughout the body, and the poison travels directly to the heart along the blood. The poison blade's blood bar is emptied and it transforms into an undead form.

'flesh. ’ Undead Poison Blade stood up.

Zhao Wuchen raised his hand and activated the light element control: "Psychosis is really scary, just die."

Light element particles surrounded the undead.

Amid the screams, the poisonous blade turned into black scum and fell to the ground.

"Ding Yi, help me up."

"Okay, Master."

With Ding Yi's support, Wang Mingyang staggered and came to Zhao Wuchen with difficulty.

He took off the space ring in his hand and handed it to Zhao Wuchen.

"A great favor... without saying thanks, this ring... ring will be given to you. Please kill me in the same way after my death."

Because of the pain, Wang Mingyang spoke intermittently, struggling to express his gratitude.

"?"

Zhao Wuchen's head was full of questions: "Why did he die? Just remove the toxin."

The tone of the words was like the Zhuan family asking the poor, since they have no money, why not rent out the extra villas and cars.

"You...ahem."

Wang Mingyang coughed up blood angrily, and Ding Yi coughed all over his face.

Connect points with your fingers in the void to share the poisonous properties of the undead.

Undead poison: cannot be dispelled, cannot recover health during the duration, loses 0.5% health per second, lasts for 200 seconds, will transform into an undead race after death.

"The holy milk delayed the duration of the poison, but it still couldn't be lifted. After 40 seconds, I turned into an undead."

Wang Mingyang couldn't feel the pain anymore, and his sense of pain seemed to have failed.

"That's it? Give me this poison as a drink and I'll be fine."

Zhao Wuchen's tone was teasing, and he put his palm on Wang Mingyang's arm.

"What do you want to do to the young master? Even if the young master is about to die, you cannot blaspheme him like this."

Ding Yi, a fierce man, burst into tears and stopped Zhao Wuchen's movement. He had never grabbed Master Wang's arm like this.

"If you want to come, come to me!"

"Damn it, stay away from me, you are such a stinky gay again."