Chapter 165 Yan Han (Third update)
I want to practice the strongest sword in the world.
When Shang Jiuge said this, Xue Ling subconsciously thought of Fang Bie.
Then he smiled subconsciously.
If they really practiced swordplay together every day, it would probably be a very fun scene.
Of course - Fang Bie might not practice with Shang Jiuge.
After all, he is so afraid of death.
"I understand." Xue Ling said.
She listened to both people's ideas.
At this time, Xue Ling finally confirmed that these two people were serious.
And I really don’t have a good way to convince the other party.
In this case, we can only move forward.
"Then let's go." Xue Ling said, "You are not ordinary people. I will take you to meet the people you want to meet, but I don't have a definite answer to the outcome." Xue Ling planned to take them back to see each other goodbye first
.
Anyway, there is always a way.
Xue Ling is really super confident about Fang Bie now.
"Okay." Sheng Junqian nodded: "But we've been walking for so long, why haven't we arrived yet." "
And the Silver Bee assassin you mentioned hasn't come yet? What's going on?" "
No. It's a good thing to come." Xue Ling replied quietly.
At this moment, a cold word floated down under the moonlit night.
"Of course it's a good thing not to come, don't you think?"
The three of them looked forward at the same time, and a man in black silently stopped in front of the three of them on the empty streets of Luo City.
The moonlight on the street is like water.
He was very tall, wearing black tights and a mask. His long black hair was tied into a ponytail on the back of his head. He looked particularly neat, especially his legs, which were particularly long.
He wears a pair of black boots.
Even in the summer, he wore these high-top black boots that looked very thick.
"Who are you?" Xue Ling asked from the front.
"Yan Han." The man said quietly in front of the three people. He twisted his neck slightly and looked at the three of them: "Shang Jiuge?" "
Sheng Junqian?"
"And Lin Xue?"
He said to himself first He said his name to his family, then looked at the three people and read out their names one by one as if counting a list.
Xue Ling's body tensed up instantly.
"Are you the Silver Bee here to assassinate?"
Sheng Junqian was still vaguely complaining about why no Silver Bee came. At this time, he couldn't help but press the handle of the knife with one hand.
Shang Jiuge sighed. She actually always had a Rolex in her hand. Due to various reasons, after Xue Ling lent it to Shang Jiuge during the day, Shang Jiuge never had the chance to return it to her.
Of course, for Xue Ling now, Rolex is no longer her most powerful secret weapon.
For Xue Ling now, her body is the strongest weapon.
"I'm sorry, it's not that." Yan Han said with a cold smile, while staring closely at Xue Ling: "Are you the Iron Bee of this city?" "I don't know when, a
Bee Wing can Interfering with the tasks of other bee needles."
"Or?" Yan Han said with a cold and sarcastic tone: "Is this what He Ping meant?"
He directly said He Ping's name without any disguise, which made Xue Ling My heart tightened.
"Aren't you Yin Feng?" Xue Ling asked.
"Of course I'm not Silver Bee." Yan Han smiled. He stretched out a hand and opened his fingers. At the same time, a small golden shield-shaped token slipped from his palm and swayed from side to side.
The token seemed to be made of pure gold, shimmering under the moonlight, with an imaginary bee engraved on it, which looked lifelike, but only the sharp bee needle stood out in the cold light.
While Jinfeng's token was swinging at his fingertips, Yan Han looked at Xue Ling and continued to speak plainly but with a sense of oppression.
"Yan Han, Bee Needle, one of the seven groups of Golden Bee Assassins in the Beehive." "
Received the mission to get Shang Jiuge's head."
"Kid Lin Xue, if you still want to live, help me kill the man behind you. Between the two of us, I will give you unexpected rewards and rewards."
Xue Ling tightened her lips.
She never expected that the person who came was not Yin Feng.
But the hive is almost close to the golden bee with the highest combat power.
Even though Xue Ling didn't know enough about the structure of the hive, she still knew what the golden bees meant to the hive.
"You're not just here for Shang Jiuge," Xue Ling asked.
Yan Han lowered his head and smiled: "You little girl is quite smart." "
Shang Jiuge is just a mere Shang Jiuge. Of course he is not worthy of us coming here." "
I'm just saying that of the three groups of Silver Bees sent out before, one group was taken care of by you. , the other two groups lost contact, so we had no choice but to take action." "I'll
give you three times to think about it. Should you decide to die with your friends you only met for one night?" "
Or live with us ? Come down?"
"This is some preferential treatment given to you because we are all assassins of the hive, and we are in the same spirit."
His voice was cold and majestic, with the oppression of a superior, as if he could kill in an instant Xue Ling and the other three people were able to do this easily and effortlessly.
Of course, he said this to Xue Ling out of kindness and wanted to spare Xue Ling a way out.
"Three."
"Three is the size of your grandma!" Yan Han only counted one number, and Sheng Junqian had already pulled out the black knife from his waist and stepped forward.
Xue Ling watched Sheng Junqian pass in front of her, and before she could even make a sound to stop him, Sheng Junqian had already rushed over.
The black knife drew an arc, and at that moment the moonlight shone, and the knife was as bright as snow.
Sheng Junqian can be ranked at the bottom of the Jianghu Ranking. In addition to his good background and great reputation in the Jianghu, the more important thing is of course that he is really talented and has a perfect blend of swordsmanship and martial arts. It can be said that he is just a hair away. , you can enter the first-grade master realm.
Apart from meeting Hei Wu during the day and being humiliated by Hei Wu by slashing his neck with a knife, Sheng Junqian had never suffered any setbacks.
Yan Han lowered his head and chuckled softly.
He tapped his toes, and stepped back as lightly as a ghost, leaving the range of Sheng Junqian's inevitable knife attack, and then kicked out in the air.
This kick cut through the night sky, with a hissing sound like an arrow piercing the air, and headed towards Sheng Junqian.
Sheng Junqian raised his sword to block, but felt a strong force hit the sword, causing him to take three steps back.
"This is this?" Sheng Junqian said in disbelief.
He had heard of Sword Qi Palm Wind, but he had never seen anyone able to launch such a powerful air attack with just a whip kick.
"This is a kick to send you on your way." Yan Han sneered, and at the same time, he quickly stepped forward and kicked Sheng Junqian in the head.
The sound of the wind tears apart like silk.
Sheng Junqian raised his sword and blocked it again.
The opponent's black boots were kicking on the blade of Sheng Jun's Qianhei Dao.
Black Boots was unscathed.
Sheng Junqianze flew backwards and didn't stop his decline until he was ten feet away.
Then he held the knife to the ground, knelt on the ground and vomited out the blood.
Yan Han glanced at Xue Ling and Shang Jiuge with cold eyes: "Who is next?"
(End of this chapter)