Blood splattered, and the scene changed drastically. The Literary Registered Members recommended this work.

The fourth-level assassination suddenly appeared and stabbed Honglian with a black dagger. He hit the target with one blow without any drag. Then his body retreated back and turned three somersaults in a row, and instantly dodged the flying sword of Honglian's return. He flashed back to where he was standing just now, as if he had never stabbed this dagger. The whole movement was like flowing clouds and water, and it was impossible to figure it out at all.

Honglian covered her lower abdomen with her hands and slowly sat down to the ground. Blood flowed out from her fingers, and in an instant, half of her Taoist robe dyed red. The flying sword surrounded her and protected her.

"Things like Taoist nuns do lack combat experience." The assassin said coldly: "You shouldn't have thought about showing mercy to deal with the eight of us. Just kill seven of us, and leave one to ask about the information. You won't leave such a big flaw!"

With his voice, the other seven assassins gave up attacking the two Taoist nuns and retreated to him together. Their actions just now were just feint attacking to help the assassination attract Honglian's attention.

Yi Yun finally realized that Ye Xuanchen was not the leader of this team of assassins at all. The real leader was this fourth-level assassin. Ye Xuanchen was just a fool. Since the assassins would not shine on their bodies and would not show their words on their heads, the fourth-level assassin disguised as a third-level assassin, and no one noticed it. He was mixed in the crowd to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and he succeeded in one blow.

The two young Taoist nuns were frightened and jumped to Honglian at the same time, holding her from left to right. The two were less experienced than Honglian. When they encountered such a thing, they were so scared that they cried loudly, without the confidence and momentum of the third-level profession at all.

"Kill them all, don't hang out, just look for corks on the corpse. "Piaotian Literary Registered Member Recommended This Work. Piaotian Literary Registered Member Recommended This Work." The assassinated ordered ruthlessly.

"So, I'm here to grab the cork... cough..." Honglian coughed twice, touching the wound, and the blood surged faster. She waved to the two disciples: "You... escape quickly, the cork can't be saved, but you still have a chance... escape quickly..."

She took out a golden box from the small package on her waist and opened the box a crack. There was indeed a cork inside, which was only the size of a teacup. It seemed that Mount Emei was not a big oasis. She grabbed the cork with her left hand, pinched a sword with her right hand, and said, "The cork is here for me, it is useless for you to chase my disciples!"

Honglian planned to use her cork as bait to cover her two young apprentices for escaping their lives. Unfortunately, the two Taoist nuns were both fledgling and didn't know anything. At this time, they were still crying: "Master... we don't want to escape, we want to go with you..."

"Don't cry... You are third-level 'sword Taoist priests' at least. As long as you fight seriously, those 'assins' can't do anything to you. You can hold the other 'assassin' to hold back the other's fourth-level 'assassin' for your master. You escape back to Emei and don't come out again..."

The three silly Taoist nuns talk nonsense when facing the enemy and missed the best time to escape. The eight assassins had dispersed into a circle, surrounding the three of them in the middle. The "assassinator" in the lead held a black dagger and stared at Honglian with all his attention. Although the attack just now hurt Honglian's internal organs and caused internal bleeding, it also took time for the death of the person with internal bleeding.

Like in a martial arts novel written by Gu Long, someone is stabbed by a sword, and the weapon in his hand is immediately fixed, and he loses strength after stopping in the enemy's chest. That's pure nonsense. The actual situation is that his weapon will continue to rush forward, stab his enemy to death, and fight for the same death.

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The assassination decided to take his time, dragging the red lotus' blood to run out, and then killing her. Anyway, Sanjiang Pavilion is seeking all the corks, so there is no rush.

At this moment, Yi Yun, who had been standing next to watch the game, suddenly applauded: "Wow, wonderful, so exciting! It's such a beautiful sniper battle. My understanding of Sanjiang Pavilion has deepened a little more."

His speech immediately attracted both sides' attention.

Honglian said anxiously: "Young Master Long, please leave quickly. The matter here is not your business. You are just a scholar. Don't trek into this muddy water. You will die... Huh? Wait! You said they are from Sanjiang Pavilion? How do you know?"

The assassin also said "Huh" and said strangely: "How do you know that we are from Sanjiang Pavilion?"

Yi Yun spread his hands: "In Xialong Aotian, the people of Jianghu gave him a nicknamed Demon Lord of Destruction, who is a friend but not an enemy with you Sanjiang Pavilion. In fact, I am here to help you deal with these stupid Taoist nuns. Unfortunately, before I could take action, you settle it first."

The Demon Lord Long Aotian of the World? I haven't heard of this name before. It looks awesome, and the assassin thought to himself.

Honglian sighed and said in a bad mood. This is really a tiger entering the front door and a wolf entering the back door. The killer of Sanjiang Pavilion is still here, and another name sounds terrifying. The Demon Lord of the World Destroying... It seems that he is really going to die here.

"Is it a friend but not an enemy?" The assassin said coldly: "We don't have a friend named Long Aotian in our Sanjiang Pavilion."

"I am really your friend." Yi Yun spread his hands and said, "There is a female assassin named Lu Xi, a stupid and very poor guy. Before she joined your Sanjiang Pavilion, she was my fiancée! This time I will help you Sanjiang Pavilion deal with the Emei Sect, and want to use the cork of the Emei Sect as a betrothal gift and officially marry Lu Xi."

He talked casually, saying it was the same as the truth, and the assassination couldn't help but be skeptical. Ye Xuanchen smiled and said, "It turns out it's Lu Xi's man. She happened to be carrying out the mission with us. At this time, she is near the Shuangliu Oasis and will soon come."

"Oh? That's great! I miss her so much." Yi Yun's nonsense became more and more outrageous.

After hearing this, the two female disciples of Honglian were furious and pointed their sword at Yi Yun and said, "Young Master Long, we thought you were a good person. We were chatting with you just now, but we didn't expect you were a big villain."

"Thank you for your praise." Yi Yun smiled at the two little Taoist nuns with joy, "I am the most afraid of women sending me good people cards. It's no problem to say that I'm a bad person. Okay, please let me kill me."

A young Taoist nun furiously said, "You damn bad scholar, you have the ability to come over, I will cut you with one sword."

Even the assassin who was watching the show shook his head. He looked at the green word "scholar" above Yi Yun's head, his eyes full of disdain, but he was an old killer with great experience in the world. Even if the enemy was an ant, he would not take it lightly and would step it to death with all his strength. Although there was a "scholar" standing opposite him, he also looked at Yi Yun vigilantly, guessing whether he was carrying something that could defeat Honglian and the two female disciples.

Yi Yun spread her hands: "Oh, I'm just a scholar, so I don't have any combat power, but my cousin has super powers. She just closes her eyes and screams, and she can easily kill you."

Yi Yun reached out and pulled Han Daosi over and said with a smile: "Cousin, let's try it. If you close your eyes and shout, "Heaven and Lingling, the earth and Lingling, the man in black in Taishang Laojun protects the man in black," and many people in black will appear."

"Can my superpowers work like this?" Han Daosi blinked her beautiful big eyes. Although she was covered in her face, these eyes were ignorant of the world, full of innocence.

The assassin thought in his heart: How can this woman have any super powers? It's just a fool. Could this scholar come out to fool me? No, how dare ordinary people come out to fool me in this kind of situation? This scholar must play some small moves. I have to be careful. If he is an enemy, not a friend, and suddenly attacks me, it will be a little trouble.

He focused all his attention on Yi Yun, and even tightened the small black dagger, ready to rush up to give Yi Yun a while.

At this time, Han Daosi had already closed his eyes obediently and shouted loudly in his mouth: "Heaven Lingling, Earth Lingling, Taishang Laojun, the man in black is protecting him!"

Honglian, the assassin, two little Taoist nuns, and seven assassins, all focused their attention on Yi Yun and Han Daosi, wanting to see what they were doing.

Just then...

The air behind the "Assassinator" suddenly changed a strange twist. A figure in a yellow cloak suddenly appeared. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the assassinator was staring at Yi Yun and Han Daosi, he waved a bright dagger and inserted it into the "Assassinator"'s vest...

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