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Chapter 721 Rain turns into a knife

The rain kept falling, so that the whole world seemed a little gray. Because the raindrops were too thin, the sight was very bad. The secret whistle of the Xiaoqi School and other guards were always at the entrance of the village. Under the intensive guard, it would be difficult to avoid them unless they were the top masters.

But under such strict defense, a group of people penetrated the rain curtain and walked into the village. They were like transparent people, bypassing the well-trained Snapdragonists in the rain, then jumped on the courtyard wall, and walked on the roof and walls. The rain curtain gave them the best cover, and also gave them some trouble.

Although they can make themselves transparent by the achievements of hard training since childhood, they can avoid the guard's sight like a transparent person, but the ground is full of rain, and their footsteps will still attract the attention of the Knight School. Therefore, they choose to walk on the roof, and the light training they have started since childhood makes their bodies light and almost no sound.

In fact, even if these masters walk on the puddle, there will be no obvious changes.

The person in the lead blatantly passed by a cavalry school. The cavalry school may have felt something, but looked around but found nothing.

The leader touched the ground with his toes when walking. When stepping on the puddle, a circle of extremely small ripples will appear on the water surface. However, there is almost no difference between these ripples and raindrops falling on the water surface. So even if the cavalry school saw it, it would not think that someone was passing by.

If anyone could see them, they would be surprised to find that several of these nearly transparent people were carrying people on their backs.

They easily avoided the defense of the Knight School and appeared on the streets of this small town. The leader showed his figure in no one. He lifted his robe and revealed a calm and mature man's face. Those eyes were as cold as the eyes of a wild beast.

This is not the first time he led the team to carry out a mission. He has never been so cautious in the past. Because he knows who the person to be assassinated today is. This person has a great reputation in the Central Plains, with many masters under his command, and his cultivation is enough to be rampant in the world.

So he told himself to be cautious.

The most important thing is that this time, it was the first time his team cooperated with another group of people. Although he did not trust those people from the other side of the ocean, he had to let himself put aside his prejudice when cooperating. Those people outside the town did show some cultivation methods that were completely different from those in the Central Plains, and looked a bit bizarre.

Because of his position, he always kept a guard against the people on the other side of the ocean. Or because he had to think independently over the years, he always felt that it was not a good thing to let these people participate. But the above command was like this, as a soldier, he had to obey, even if he was not a soldier in the ordinary sense.

After observing the terrain, he used his robe to cover his whole body again. So he disappeared into the rain curtain again.

And those who needed to be carried into the village were stopped a hundred meters away from the courtyard where Fangjie was located, and the people carrying them were put down, and then they formed a strange formation to surround the courtyard. If you look down from the sky, connecting the positions of these people in a straight line is an extremely standard hexagram.

They were also wearing that magical robe, but they obviously didn't care much about their companions. Because of their noble status, these people were used to giving orders. In their territory, their identities determined that they would be much nobler than ordinary people.

These people were holding a strange-shaped stick in their hands. At this time, the stick was hidden under the robe so no one saw it.

After putting the six of them down, the others began to move to the courtyard where Fangjie was. They moved very carefully, and each step was very slow. Only when the raindrops fell to the ground would they put their toes down. They looked so smooth and unrestrained, without any sign of disobeying natural reactions.

Half an hour later, including the six people on the roof, about forty such mysterious visitors surrounded the yard where Fang Jie was located.

They were waiting, waiting for the leader who led them to complete countless missions to issue orders.

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Fang Jie was still thinking about the black shadow in his mind. He had used such an exclusion method more than once, but he still did not give up. Every time he thought about it seriously, he would find some differences in details. After using such an exclusion method more often, it is possible that the person related to the black shadow has gradually formed a connection in his mind.

Only by following this context can you clearly find the intersection between you and them.

Thinking is not simply thinking. Thinking is divided into many ways, one that most people master is called random thoughts. However, real thinkers will use many ways to classify their own thinking and move forward in the right direction.

In this way, many clear images will appear in your mind.

After a long time like this, Fang Jie took his attention back from his thoughts. He looked outside. The cavalryman on duty at the door was walking back and forth with the hilt of the horizontal knife in his hand. The rain hit them with a thin layer of mist. This was because after the raindrops fell on people, the raindrops shook open and turned into more finer water droplets, so fine that they were like fog.

This is a very normal thing, but Fang Jie didn't know why he paid more attention for a while.

There seemed to be a trace of something different flashed in his eyes, but it soon disappeared. He turned around, walked into the room and stopped in front of the women, lowered his voice and said something with a few words. It looked relaxed, as if he was talking about some common words.

The assassin leader who appeared on the yard wall looked at the arrangement of the yard and the people talking and laughing in the room, without any expression on his face. In his opinion, at this moment, it seemed that those people were dead.

Then, he pointed his hand forward.

The familiar subordinates kept staring at his position. They had undergone special and rigorous training. They were very familiar with this robe that could hide their bodies, so others could not see them, but they could easily find their companions' location.

When they saw the leader pointing to the yard, they immediately understood that it was time.

More than a dozen assassins fell lightly from the wall of the courtyard, as natural as falling raindrops. Then, they moved towards the other side of the house in a fan shape, and their pace was very slow. Every step was carefully selected so that they would not be seen as anything unusual.

They are divided into two levels, and the people behind are moving backwards, ready to deal with the possible dangers behind their companions at any time. These people cooperate and are well-trained.

The raindrops falling from the eaves are always much larger than the raindrops falling from the sky normally, and look a little denser, just like strings of bead curtains. But the bead curtains seem to be a partition, there is a world in the house, and there is a world outside the house. If the assassins can hide their tracks in the world outside the house, what about the house?

They can't

This way they can cover their clothes. Each of them has as many as six or seven sets to adapt to various environments. However, they cannot change clothes without others discovering them, so they cannot go into the house and kill people. So they can only wait.

They were lucky. Fang Jie talked to the women for a while, then turned around and walked to the door to greet a cavalry school and told him to prepare the meal. When the cavalry school ran over, he almost bumped into an assassin. The assassin skillfully dodged.

"stupid"

Fang Jie suddenly said a word, and then a strange curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was already at the door, and the assassins were close to him. This was the best time. Assassins had already gathered their internal strength and were preparing to launch a surprise attack. When the assassin closest to Fang Jie was about to take action, he suddenly heard Fang Jie explain the word "silly", so he was stunned for a moment.

Then, a bloodline appeared in the rain.

"A pretty method"

Fang Jie said with a smile.

After saying this, the yard was like red fireworks burning in the rain, and blood mist kept bursting. In the rain, the picture of the blood flowers blooming had a different kind of cold beauty. The assassins who could clearly hide their bodies were almost shattered by a force of cultivation that they could not detect at the same time. The accumulated water in the yard was dyed red in pieces.

They should be invisible, right?

But, they were killed by invisible things.

The assassin leader standing on the courtyard wall suddenly changed his eyes and his hands subconsciously clamped.

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Fang Jie reached out and pulled something from a pool of blood in front of him, and then a corpse appeared in front of everyone. He took the robe that could hide his tracks in his hand and looked carefully, and then couldn't help but praise: "It is really difficult to distinguish when you can draw the color of rain so realistically. But since this is your way of killing, why can't you do it smarter?"

When the rain hits people, a layer of fine water droplets will rebound, just like fog.

Fang Jie was a little lost just now, and when he saw the fog bounced back and forth in the rain when the fog bounced back and forth on his body when the rain bounced back. But at this moment, he found something different. In some places where there was no one, such fog also appeared.

"kill!"

The assassin leader suddenly let out a roar, and he jumped down from the courtyard wall and rushed towards Fang Jie's position like electricity. His fists were more than ten meters away from Fang Jie's distance, and his fists suddenly squeezed outwards, like a bell-like posture. Then two violent internal forces rushed towards Fang Jie like the Yangtze River.

Bang!

A dull sound

The assassin leader's body was knocked back by a huge force. Before he landed, he was caught by the boy in black who hit him with a head-on punch. Then he was raised high by the boy with one arm. Before he could react, his body was smashed to the ground, and then he stepped on his back with one foot. With a bang, his body was embedded in the bluestone floor.

"You can imitate the rain curtain, but forget that you are not transparent. Have you made such low-level mistakes in the past? Confidence can sometimes make people ignore details, and details are sometimes the key to success or failure."

Fang Jie said lightly.

At the same time, Mu Xiaoxiao, who closed her eyes, pointed her finger in one direction, and a sword energy passed by. Not long after, dozens of assassins around the yard were swept off by the sword intent of Chen Qingfan.

Fang Xie knew that the person he was stepping on was not dead because he did not kill him. The methods of these assassins were very different from those of the Central Plains Jianghu. He wanted to know who sent them.

A assassination failed in such a way because of the failure of details.

etc!

Not over yet!

On the roof, the six motionless people suddenly began to chant softly at the same time. Then they took out the stick hidden in their robes, and the strange-shaped stones embedded in the stick began to emit a faint light.

So, the rain changed.

Rain is no longer rain, but a knife.
Chapter completed!