In the attic of the villa, the dim yellow lights were burning lifelessly. The room was very dim. There was only one candle on the second floor, but there were several people sitting quietly in the room, as if waiting for something.

In the room on the second floor, Gong Yangyu was sitting on a chair inside. The old god was playing with a shining silver arm knife, and the proud aura unnaturally exuded from his expression was more fierce and solemn than before.

After many years in the Tianwu realm, with Feng Jueyu's full help, he finally returned to this foundation, and Gong Yangyu's confidence and arrogance returned to him.

At the Eight Immortals table facing the door outside the house were Feng Jueyu and Shangguan Ruofan. They sat on one side and one on the right, with different expressions. Compared with Feng Jueyu, who was confident and unconcerned about his own safety, he was not the Shangguan who was targeted by Yucha.

Ruofan's palms were sweating, and he kept clenching his fists nervously. The sword in his hand was grinding and squeaking.

There was silence in the room, except for the flickering flames of the candles, reflecting the image of an old man, a young man, a young man, and three others...

At nightfall,

Zishi,

The moon is dark and the wind is high,

Feng Jueyu's joking murmur suddenly came from the silent attic...

"People are coming..."

Gongyang Yu didn't seem to hear, but raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the Eight Immortals table outside the room. Shangguan Ruofan, whose eyes were deeply reflected, trembled all over. The small hand holding the scabbard tightened unnaturally.

"Are you afraid?" Feng Jueyu placed the tea cup on the table easily, his eyes were shining with the light of confidence that only the King of Killers could emit: "There are Thirteen Guards of Yanling outside the building, and there are the Thirteen Guards of Yanling inside the house.

Gongyang Yu and me, you don’t need to be afraid. Remember what I said, test your moves first, and don’t rush for success. Han Baobao is very arrogant. Your cultivation level is several levels different from his. He won’t

He will take action to kill you, see his path clearly, and hold on to as many moves as he can..."

Shangguan Ruofan raised his head, his head covered with sweat, and said puzzledly: "Brother-in-law, since you are far more powerful than me, why don't you do it yourself? Do you want me to do it?"

Thinking of Feng Jueyu's earnest teachings to him over the past two days, Shangguan Ruofan was extremely horrified. If he hadn't wanted to see Han Baobao's strength, he still wouldn't have known that Feng Jueyu's cultivation level was higher than him by an unknown amount.

After seeing Feng Jueyu's strength, Shangguan Ruofan was greatly shocked. Not to mention Feng Jueyu's Qi cultivation, the martial arts skills he revealed were top-notch and the pinnacle.

From Shangguan Ruofan's point of view, his brother-in-law Feng Jueyu definitely has a level of cultivation comparable to that of his father. It is ridiculous that he has always been called a playboy and a useless person.

Gongyang Yu raised his eyebrows and continued: "Little guy, don't you understand? Your swordsmanship has reached a bottleneck. If you want to improve, you can only choose to fight to the death. That Han Baobao uses the same sword as your brother-in-law.

Killing swordsmanship, but your brother-in-law cannot have murderous intentions towards you, so he cannot force you to exert your will to survive and your inner potential. He wants to cultivate you..."

"Brother-in-law?" Although Shangguan Ruofan was young, he could not fail to understand the meaning behind Gongyang Yu's words and couldn't help but feel slightly moved.

Feng Jueyu crossed his legs and said with a smile: "Tonight, the eyes of the whole Tiannan are gathered here. They want to know if I will die. If I die, how big a storm will my grandpa cause? If I don't die, what will happen to the people behind me?"

Will that senior show up again? No matter which of these two points is true, it is playing into the hands of that vicious person."

"So I won't let them get their way."

Feng Jueyu said confidently: "Not only that, I want to give them an even bigger shock."

"Ruofan, your qualifications are good, very good. You are like a piece of rough jade now. It has been polished almost, but there is still a little bit left. Just a little bit, you will shine with the brilliance that belongs only to you."

"So I decided two days ago that the protagonist tonight is not me, but you..."

"Me?" Shangguan Ruofan understands. My brother-in-law plans to make everyone's hopes fail. He must also make people dare not underestimate Shangguan Mansion. This depends on tonight's battle.

Originally, this was a battle between Han Baobao and Feng Jueyu, or it could be said that it was a battle between Han Baobao and the government.

But the brother-in-law wanted to turn this battle on himself,

So he taught himself swordsmanship, pointed out its shortcomings, and improved it...

So he spent two days asking Gongyang Yu to instill his true energy into himself, so that he could temporarily reach the high level of Zhenwu Realm and be infinitely close to Yucha Han Baobao who was rumored to be only one step away from Xuanwu.

The longer this battle lasts, the prestige of the Shangguan family will grow infinitely...

This is something that everyone didn't expect...

"Brother-in-law, I understand."

Shangguan Ruofan raised his sword and stood in front of the door, his eyes firm as if facing a formidable enemy...

Feng Jueyu patted Shangguan Ruofan's shoulder heavily and comforted him: "Be bold and act like a man!"

"Um!"

Shangguan Ruofan nodded, opened the door and walked out of the attic.

In the room, Gongyang Yu stood up and walked to the window, and asked enthusiastically: "You arranged the king and the others outside the medicine garden, aren't you afraid that someone will come in and do you harm?"

Feng Jueyu chuckled and said: "Shangguan Mansion has dispatched hundreds of troops. Although not all of them are experts in martial arts like the super family, the medicine garden is empty and there are many people coming and going. Even the Tianwu realm is not easy to escape.

Everyone knows that there will be many people coming tonight, but they will definitely not be within the scope of the medicine garden. The moon is dark and the wind is high, how many people can see the situation here from thousands of meters away?"

"No……"

Gongyang Yu smiled and cursed: "You have so many evil ideas. Everyone wants to see what's going on here, but you won't let them get their way. Haha, interesting, interesting..."

Feng Jueyu pursed his lips and pondered for a moment, then said: "Old man, remember, don't kill Baby Han for a while, I want to live..."

…

In the Thousand-foot Medicine Garden, the night wind roared. Over the past three days, the soil-absorbing roots have sprouted buds, growing in patches in the soil full of nutrients. Although the soil-absorbing roots occupy a large area, the time is still short.

Because of this, this garden still looks extremely empty...

In the night wind, a black shadow jumped in, like a ghost in the night, and entered the medicine garden without anyone noticing.

At first glance, this person was a master of sneak attack and assassination. When he saw this empty medicine garden, he showed no signs of worry. He was dressed in black and was covered by a huge cloak. He quickly passed by the wall. In a moment,

Time came outside the independent attic in the middle.

There was still a spark of light in the attic, and a boy holding a sword stood at the door. There was no sound around him. He could only hear the slightly nervous breathing of the boy in front of the door...

"I found it so easily. I thought it was a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. Is the Shangguan family nothing more than that?" The man in black curled his lips with a hint of disdain.

After his eyes swept over the boy in front of the door, the man in black became even more disdainful: "Feng Jueyu, this idiot, only found a Zhenwu realm to be the gatekeeper. He looks down on me, Baby Han, too much."

The person who came was none other than the Gold and Silver Society killer known as the Jade Temple, the number one rising star in the killer world who is famous all over the world: Han Baobao.

Since receiving the task of assassinating Feng Jueyu, Han Baobao has made full preparations and thoroughly investigated all the forces that can be relied on around the target. Although it is rumored that Han Baobao has arrogant behavior, as a killer,

He knows which tasks should be accepted and which tasks should not be accepted.

When he learned that the target this time was the most important descendant of Shangguan Lingyun, one of the Seven Kings of Tiannan, he decisively accepted the task after careful consideration.

Not for anything else, because this task is very challenging...

The Shangguan Ling family has only one Tianwu realm master, Shangguan Lingyun.

In addition, Shangguan Tengfeng, Shangguan Liuyun, and Shangguan Jinglei are all masters of the Xuanwu Realm...

In his opinion, only Tianwu realm masters can make him take care of it. Although Xuanwu realm masters are strong, they cannot threaten his life.

Especially under the assassination attack...

So Han Baobao sent the blood test book as usual. This blood test book is his sign. Anyone who is targeted by him will die...

This task is very challenging...

Han Baobao always thought so, but after sneaking in all the way, Han Baobao suddenly realized that he had thought wrong. Shangguan Mansion was not like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den as the information provided by the organization said.

Han Baobao couldn't help but wonder: What happened to the Shangguan family? They knew I was here to kill people, but they didn't take any precautions. There were many guards outside like that, but inside...

Although Han Baobao was arrogant, he was not stupid. After thinking carefully for a while, he decided to explore the way first, so he walked around the attic again and again. He didn't find anything suspicious for half an hour, so he approached boldly and confidently.

attic.

"Damn, it's very suspicious. There is one person in the building, and there are thirteen guys outside the building. Their cultivation levels are not at all low. They are at the elementary level of Lingwu. Plus there is a young boy. Do you really want to stump me?"

Han Baobao thought for a while and looked at the sky. It would be midnight soon. After this time, he would have violated his three-day limit: Anyway, the person in the building is Feng Jueyu. After killing him and leaving, I will not believe it.

, this good-for-nothing can dodge my master's Silver Star Sword...

Thinking of this, Han Baobao made up his mind and walked around to the back window of the single-story building with a few swift steps, intending to kill his target with one blow.

But at this moment, a faint whisper came from the building, and while Han Baobao was stunned, a figure appeared behind him. It was the young boy who was originally standing in front of the door, and suddenly rushed to hide behind him.

In front of the back window, the young boy, holding a majestic and righteous long sword, unsheathed it...

"Zheng~"

There was a trembling sound, and the attacker's sword pointed straight at Han Baobao, like the Yangtze River, surging up and down, divided into waves, and emerged from the sky with extraordinary momentum...

At the same time, Han Bao Bao's ears also heard a childish scolding: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, Han Bao Bao..."

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