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"Who sent you here, I can pay double the price to buy my life." Yan Yuchu's eyes shrank suddenly, and he said in a deep voice. Although he was not seriously injured, he had completely exhausted his energy in order to use the sword just now, and now he can't even use the slightest strength, but the assassin obviously still has spare strength, at least there is no problem in killing him.

"I shouldn't have said more, but seeing that you have achieved so much at such a young age, I will let you understand. You should never have come into this world!" After saying this, The assassin stabbed out.

"What do you mean, let me understand!" Yan Yuchu was stunned, and the assassin who obviously did not understand the words shouted desperately.

Although the assassin was also seriously injured, the power of this sword is still not under the great swordsman. How could he be able to resist it at this time?

He knew that he was going to die, but there was too much unwillingness. In the past, he was regarded as a waste material like Mu Hanyan, and was forgotten among many brothers and sisters. It was not until the night of his sixteenth birthday that he suddenly became enlightened, and it took only half a year. Reached the realm of sword masters, and was appointed as the lord of Silk City by his overjoyed grandfather.

His glory has just begun, how can he die at this time? However, no matter how unwilling or unwilling he is, the facts cannot be changed.

Yan Yuchu's eyes were ashen, and there was no more vigour.

Just when Yan Yuchu was in complete despair, a long sword silently stabbed out from behind the assassin.

"Looking for death!" As expected of a professional assassin, his premonition of danger is far better than that of ordinary people. Although Mu Hanyan's sword had tried his best to conceal his aura, he was still noticed by the opponent. Feeling the biting cold behind him, the assassin was alert and shouted angrily. He temporarily put Yan Yuchu aside, turned around, and stabbed Mu Hanyan with the tip of his sword.

The desire to draw a cold knife behind his back was in vain, and Mu Hanyan could no longer hide his strength.

Even if the opponent is seriously injured, she can still exert the strength of a great swordsman. If she dares to hide her strength, she is courting death.

With a twist of the wrist, the Han Xiao Sword swept across the sky.

A little frost, thousands of cold snow, dancing in the sky!

Fantasy swordsmanship! Swordsman ninth rank.

"You, you are the ninth order!" Yan Yuchu exclaimed.

His heart throbbed violently, although Mu Hanyan was using the magic swordsmanship of the ninth-rank swordsman at this time, but it was somewhat different from the fantasy swordsman of other ninth-rank swordsmen.

The so-called phantom swordsmanship only uses the speed of swordsmanship to the limit and the power is controlled to the extreme. The resulting illusion is used to confuse the eyes and shock the mind. The illusion itself has no power at all.

At the tenth level of swordsmen, that is, the level of great swordsmen, the control of strength has reached another level, and the magic sword technique is advanced to the sword technique.

The original illusion is no longer an illusion, but a real existence, like a blue dragon, like a tiger, like Xia Lei Dongxue, the power is multiplied.

Although the snow and frost that Mu Hanyan had transformed with his sword did not reach the level of sword-turning, it also made him feel a chill to the bones, and his hands and feet even felt a momentary stiffness, obviously exceeding the level of ordinary magic swordsmanship. , equivalent to stepping into the threshold of the Great Swordsman with one foot.

If this assassin hadn't suddenly appeared just now, and he underestimated the enemy, he would probably have been defeated by him. Thinking of this, Yan Yuchu was frightened.