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Chapter 529

Words:2045Update:22/06/17 20:18:33

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Qiu's eyelids twitched violently.

The most important thing for an assassin was to maintain their composure. He was able to become one of the top seven assassins in the Mie Yin Society because of his patience and control of his emotions.

But he was still disturbed by Shen Zhenyi's words.

Winter was the last realm of the Four Seasons. It could be said that when the sword was drawn, the world would be cold, and the gods would be killed. Qiu had been practicing hard for so many years, but he still couldn't find the threshold. How dare this person say that only those in the Winter realm are qualified to use one sword against him?

But besides being angry, Qiu was also terrified.

His opponent could see the progress of his martial arts at a glance. Not to mention other things, his eyesight was very sharp.

It was no wonder that the previous assassins couldn't get away with it.

Plus, he only added a touch of autumn to the spring sun, but his opponent could see through him. This ability was not simple, so Qiu didn't dare to be careless.

He said slowly, "The Third Young Master Shen is famous in the world, but you don't need to rely on words. If you are confident, why don't you take one sword from me?"

He was hiding in the dark, so he could attack with all his strength. But now that he was exposed, he didn't have the chance.

He was quick-witted and wanted to use Shen Zhenyi's arrogance to have a chance to use such a sword.

"Okay."

Shen Zhenyi nodded first, then suddenly shook his head.

"No."

Qiu just got into a starting position and was about to gather power. Suddenly, Shen Zhenyi said no again. His chest was so tight that he almost vomited blood. He gritted his teeth and said, "The Third Young Master Shen, are you going to go back on your words?"

His martial arts were all used for assassination. It was not advantageous for him to fight face to face. Against Third Young Master Shen, who could suppress an entire city by himself, he naturally had no chance of winning. He could only hope that he would have the opportunity to kill him in one strike …

He thought that this person was arrogant and would agree. He didn't expect that he could go back on his words.

What was this!

Shen Zhenyi smiled slightly. "That's not it. I just think that your Autumn Sword still has flaws, so it's not suitable to use it now."

He pointed to the sky and said indifferently, "Now that the sun has risen, the Yang Qi is gradually growing, suppressing the power of your Autumn Sword. I think you should wait until noon, when the Yang comes and the Yin comes. That's the time for you, Qiu Yi, to strike. "

Qiu's entire body shook, and his sword energy was deflated.

He naturally knew that Shen Zhenyi was right.

However, the more he was right, the more fear he felt.

If your opponent knew your martial arts like the back of his hand, even better than you, how could you not feel fear even if you were a man of steel?

His sword suddenly had a weakness.

Unsheathing his sword?

Or not to draw his sword?

Autumn began to hesitate.

Shen Zhenyi sighed helplessly, "It's my fault."

He shook his head. "I shouldn't have reminded you. Now that you've lost, you don't have the courage to use this sword. What a pity, what a pity. "

Originally, it would have been good to let one of the three female disciples practice the sword strike, but now … there was no chance.

The assassin who had lost his confidence had lost the chill of autumn.

— — Then what lethality is there?

You've already lost.

Shen Zhenyi brought the three female disciples and walked past Qiu, not even sparing him a glance.

Autumn was dumbstruck.

A killer who lost with one word.

After a long time, Autumn let out a long sigh of relief. He was shocked to find that the cold sweat on his body had formed a small puddle under his feet, and his clothes were soaked.

His opponent didn't make a move, and he didn't even release his aura.

But it was that scary!

"Such a person … I'm afraid that only the president can have a chance?"

He still had a lingering fear.

In the end, he still didn't dare to make a move.

The assassins of Annihilation Cult didn't stop Shen Zhenyi, and the people of Abandoned Sword Villa continued to move toward the venue of the inner city Alliance Conference.

At this time, the dispute in the inner city Alliance Conference had entered a white-hot state.

Because Great Heavenly King Luo didn't hesitate and directly announced his goal.

"Now that the beasts are wreaking havoc, and the beastmen are secretly causing trouble, King City is also in danger, and the people in the inner city are worried day and night. In order to share the burden, I plan to let the Nine Families and Twelve Sects all join the Heavenly King Association to fight the beasts together. "

It was blatant, and there was no discount.

Although everyone knew about Great Heavenly King Luo's wild ambition, no one expected him to propose it so directly. Suddenly, there was a buzz in the crowd, and there was no end to the discussion.

Great Heavenly King Luo had already found a spy, and he loudly supported, "Great Heavenly King is a man of great talent, and he should lead us into the Heavenly King Association. Only by joining the association can the interests of the Nine Families and Twelve Sects be protected, and when the beasts invade in the future, we can unite to fight them."

Someone whispered, "If the beasts invade en masse, the City Lord's Office and the Elder Council will step in. Even if the Nine Families and Twelve Sects join the Heavenly King Association, we won't be the main force. How can this be?"

Suddenly, someone retorted, "If we can gather a force, we will have a chance to fight the beasts. If you don't want to join the association, could it be that you are a remnant of the beastmen?"

When this big hat was put on their heads, it immediately made people keep quiet out of fear. Many people didn't dare to say anything.

Priest Ghost Hair was filled with righteous indignation, and he walked out with his head held high. He clearly objected, "Great Heavenly King, you have the ambition to unify the sects in the inner city, and I admire you for that. However, we have our own inheritances, so how can we give them up so easily? I don't know what the other sects think, but Six Graves Mountain does not dare to join! "

His words were powerful, and he paused for a while before continuing, "Moreover, not long ago, because Six Graves Mountain did not want to join the inner city alliance, the Heavenly King Association sent Guardian Tian and the two elders Song Huai to attack us. How is this an alliance? It's clearly swallowing us up! Although I can't take a hit from Great Heavenly King, I can only give up my life to fight! "

Six Graves Mountain had thousands of years of inheritance, and the efforts of generations of ancestors, how could it be destroyed in a day?

Great Heavenly King Luo did not hesitate.

He already knew that Priest Ghost Hair would object, but he did not expect this old man to be so unafraid of death.

He respected his status, so of course he could not attack Priest Ghost Hair at this time. He gave his subordinates a look, and they naturally understood.

A middle-aged man wearing a mask stepped out and yelled at Ghost Hair Daoist in anger, "You old bastard, you've lived for so many years in vain. You don't know what's good for you, you don't know what's good for you. How can the Great Heavenly King attack a fool like you? Let me take your life! "

He took a step forward, and like a phantom, he floated into the crowd of Six Graves Mountain.

Wang Family's Wang Pixian and Elysium's Bai Libi looked like they had met a ghost. They hesitantly retreated, and their expressions were ugly.

This middle-aged man was clearly the head of the Twelve Clowns of the Heavenly King Association, Iron Face Sha Jue!

This person always wore an iron mask, and no one knew his true appearance. He was extremely cruel when he fought, and his martial arts were like that of a ghost.

Priest Ghost Hair was injured not long ago, so he was definitely not Iron Face Sha Jue's match!

The second brother was too hot-tempered, and he was not willing to listen when he was told to be patient!

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