This person's strength is not weak, he has the third level of the acquired realm, but in front of Ning Qian, he is not enough!

You know, he is a person who can counterattack and kill people in the Houtian realm in the True Qi realm!

I saw a flash of light in his eyes, and the dark room seemed to be bright for a moment!

The assassin looked directly into Ning Qian's eyes and felt a pain in his head. His head was instantly dizzy. For a moment, he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north!

Mental attacks, in the Houtian realm, are simply dimension-reducing attacks!

When Ning Qian saw that this person had been attacked, a flash of disdain flashed in his eyes. With such strength, would he dare to assassinate him?

But he forgot that in this world, how many masters who are obsessed with forging can have both skills and martial arts?

Even Nan Zhengfeng, as the second master of the Zhennan Palace, is only at the ninth level of the acquired world, and is not proficient in the art of fighting.

Otherwise, he would not have died under Zhou’s assassination.

That's what it means to have specialization in a profession.

Only Ning Qian, under the influence of the system, could perform like this.

The Sword of Time appeared in his hand at some unknown time. The long sword was raised, and a sword light flashed through. As the true energy surged, with the assistance of the true energy from the Houtian realm, his sword speed was faster and more powerful.

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In just an instant, the assassin’s limbs were chopped off by Ning Qian!

The severe pain caused a twisted look on the assassin's face. He recovered from Ning Qian's mental attack and looked at Ning Qian with eyes full of endless fear!

What kind of magic does this new forging hall master use?

Why do you let yourself be in a trance?

But at this moment, he no longer had time to think about this matter, because he knew very well that Ning Qian only cut off his own limbs in order to learn the news about the person behind him from his own mouth!
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So all he can do now is suicide!

Judging from the strength shown by Ning Qian, even if his limbs are sound, he may not be his opponent!

What's more, now that all four limbs have been severed by Ning Qian, it is even more impossible for him to be Ning Qian's opponent!

In a flash of lightning, the assassin made a decision immediately.

He bit his back molars and instantly broke the poison sac in his teeth. He saw the blood-sealing poison flowing out. For a moment, his face turned black, and he died here like that.

There was a look of shock in Ning Qian's eyes, because he did not expect that this killer would be so decisive and be able to directly sacrifice his life in such a situation!

And it is true that he did not expect that this assassin would actually carry a poison sac!

The person behind such a dead man must not be simple!

Looking at the killer's body on the ground, Ning Qian was thinking.

Why was he assassinated?

Still in Zhennan Palace!

It is true that the Zhennan Palace has been relatively empty recently due to the invasion of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which has given those young people an opportunity to take advantage of it. But I am just a new face. How can I say that I don’t deserve such attention?

Could it be that you have a conflict of interest with others?

He searched the assassin's body but found no suitable clues.

Then, he stood up and began to think about the people he had offended recently.

Finally, a name appeared in Ning Qian's mind, and he felt that maybe that person knew something.

So, he didn't care about the corpse on the ground, turned around and left here.

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Wu Ying himself is not a person who pursues material enjoyment. For him, having power should be more important for material enjoyment.

Therefore, the yard where he lives looks very simple, without anything too luxurious.

The location of this courtyard is not remote, but in this late night, when everything is quiet, it still seems peaceful here.

Wu Ying had already gone to bed.

Although he is also a warrior, after becoming a blacksmith master, he is not so enthusiastic about martial arts.

At his age, even if he wants to improve in martial arts, it is basically impossible.

It's better to focus on your favorite struggle for power.

Nowadays, there are not many sober people like Wu Ying. Many people nowadays want to have both this and that.

But who knows?

Children always want to have it all, but adults all know that their kidneys are not good.

Of course, there are people in this world who can be strong with both hands, but such people are either geniuses or——

Wall hanging.

Late at night.

A light lit up in Wu Ying's room, and the light flickered, reflecting a black figure on the window. Together with the whistling wind outside the window, it looked a bit strange.

Ning Qian stood there and poured a cup of tea on Wu Ying's head.

The cold tea woke Wu Ying up from his sleep. He opened his eyes and saw Ning Qian.

"Tang... Hall Master?"

Wu Ying woke up and was a little shocked when he saw Ning Qian.

It's so late, why does Ning Qian come to see him?

Kill and silence?

I have obviously given in!

And he didn’t cause any trouble!

Wu Ying trembled all over and stood up. Without even changing his clothes, he got out of bed and bowed to Ning Qian.

"The hall master came to visit late at night, I wonder... why?" Wu Ying asked tentatively.

Ning Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Wu Ying with sharp eyes, and asked coldly: "Do you feel strange when you see that I am still alive?"

"Strange? What's strange?" Wu Ying didn't understand what Ning Qian meant for a while.

Doesn't he know about this?

Wu Ying doesn't look like he's faking it, it seems like this matter really has nothing to do with him.

But just based on feeling, there must be some omissions.

Ning Qian knows this very well, so he also has his own methods.

"Lift your head and look into my eyes!"

Ning Qian ordered.

When Wu Ying heard this, he felt a little strange, but he subconsciously raised his head and looked into Ning Qian's eyes.

There was a strange light in Ning Qian's eyes, which made him unconsciously fall into it as soon as he saw it.

Soon, he became groggy and lost his ability to judge.

Ning Qian withdrew his mental power, and a trace of exhaustion flashed in his eyes. Even for him, it is not that simple to hypnotize a warrior in the acquired realm.

Fortunately, it was successful.

Then, Ning Qian looked at Wu Ying and asked, "Did you send someone to assassinate me?"

"No."

Ning Qian nodded. He had expected this. Otherwise, he would not have come to Wu Ying so rashly.

The purpose of his visit this time is related to the situation Wu Ying may have grasped.

Nan Zhengfeng's death may not have anything to do with him, but he should know something.

With this purpose, Ning Qian asked again: "Does Nan Zhengfeng's death have anything to do with you?"

"No." Wu Ying said dreamily.

"Who is the person who assassinated Nan Zhengfeng?"

"The Great Zhou Secret Agent."

Great Zhou Secret Agent?

This answer made Ning Qian feel even more strange. Why did Great Zhou kill a blacksmith?

Even though Nan Zhengfeng is the master of the Zhennan Prince's Forging Hall, killing him is actually useless.

A blacksmith master is more powerful in his skills.

However, in this era when productivity has not been fully liberated, a large number of grassroots blacksmiths are the backbone of Daxia's army.
To be continued...