The queen is so fierce

Chapter 29 Assassin
Xu Shoujing came to the Broken Dragon Mountains this time for three purposes.

First, naturally, he was looking for the weapon Zhao Fuyao spoke of.Second, it is essentially the same as the first, because that weapon is needed to save Qiu Xuanji regardless of realm.

As for the third, of course, is to take advantage of this opportunity to "fish".

Longyumen is the top group of sects in Yuliangzhou. Even if Xu Shoujing has no cultivation, it is still easy to avoid others' eyes and eyes and enter the mountains.

But he chose to walk out the front door in a swaggering manner early in the morning. On the way, he also helped a cloth seller and a sugar gourd seller to mediate the dispute, which attracted the attention of a large circle of people.

Why so high profile?How to let the "fish" bite the hook without being high-profile.

Look, this is coming.

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The breeze blew through the branches and leaves in the forest, and a few shadows under the tree were hidden behind the dense trunks, and their eyes were locked on a man and a woman not far away.

One of them said: "The information is wrong, how come there is one more?"

After hearing this, the leading man just replied indifferently:
"In the margin of error, just kill them together. Remember, there is no spiritual energy on the target, but you must not let him get close, and use long-range spells to bombard them to find opportunities."

Different from his calm expression, the man's appearance is very fierce, with a scar on his face that spans half his face, and his eyes are fierce, like a carnivore staring at the prey to be slaughtered.

Several subordinates nodded, a gust of wind blew, and there was an extra dagger in their hands.

The scarred man slowly got up, indicating that it was time to start.

One of his subordinates understood and set up a tendon bow. With a "whoosh" sound, a rattle arrow smeared with poison turned into an afterimage and disappeared.

The target was Xu Shoujing, who was standing still and didn't know what he was talking about.

Just as the rattle arrow was about to penetrate Xu Shoujing's chest, there was a chill in the air, and with a bang, the rattle arrow lost its power and fell to the ground wrapped in ice slag. .

"—" The archer's breath suddenly stagnated, and then he looked at the scarred man beside him.

There was also a flash of surprise in the eyes of the man with the scar. Before he could issue the next command, he heard the young man in white say leisurely and loudly:

"Let me guess, it's King Wei... No, it's King Yan who asked you to come."

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and the archery subordinate said blankly:

"Boss, what is he talking about? Does this have anything to do with King Yan? ... Mrs. She told us several times to be careful, but I see why this guy seems to have a brain problem."

The scarred man shook his head for unknown reasons: "I don't know either, hurry up and seal it, don't give him a chance to breathe."

As soon as the voice fell, the scarred man's eyes narrowed, and then he shouted:

"Come back, don't be touched by him!"

I saw that the white-robed young man in the distance was less than two fights away from them, almost a distance that could be touched by a single step.

Xu Shoujing held the gun and kicked the tree trunk with his left foot, his body turned into a shadow, and a cold light flashed from the tip of the gun, heading straight for the archer.

puff--

The cold light suddenly appeared, Xu Shoujing was in the air, and a shot penetrated the archer's heart.

The archer's eyes were frightened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Before he could groan, his pupils lost focus.

Several assassins on the side did not dare to fight, they threw down heavy objects and retreated at a very fast speed.

All this was caught by Xu Shoujing keenly, he didn't stop for a moment, he pulled out the iron gun with one hand, and a string of blood beads came out from the tip of the gun, staining his brand-new white suit.

Whoosh whoosh—

"what--"

"Wow-"

The branches and leaves in the forest trembled, and screams sounded one after another.

The scarred man looked at all of this with a gloomy expression, clenched the long knife in his hand, and a thick spiritual pressure was sent out from itself, and he was about to slash at Xu Shoujing with the swing of the knife.

Clang——

The sound of the blade unsheathed suddenly sounded.

The man with the scar was about to break away from the aura that flew from the blade. He squinted at the woman in the green skirt standing in front of him with the sword, and a sinister smile evoked the corner of his mouth:

"Are you the thug he invited? You have the cultivation of the sea at this age, you don't look like a nameless person."

Su Huanqing didn't seem to hear his flattery, her cold and charming face did not waver at all, she waved the long sword gently in her hand, and there seemed to be a broken sound in the air, and the face of the man with the scar suddenly turned ugly.

"You actually saw it, and I underestimated you..."

The scarred man clenched the long knife and said with a ghostly smile:

"My talent is not as good as yours, but you and I are not talented enough to make up for it. If you want to fight me, you are not qualified now."

When the voice fell, the scarred man made a mark with one hand, and a black poisonous smoke was angry. In less than half a breath, his figure was hidden in the poisonous smoke.

Su Huanqing clenched her sword tightly and did not dare to neglect her. She tensed her nerves and watched more and more black poisonous smoke around her, but she never moved.

The grass on the ground withered, and the maple leaves, which had been reddened by the season, turned into a pool of powder under the infection of poisonous smoke.

Su Huanqing held a sword in his right hand and a magic formula in his left hand, his dull eyes wandered, staring at the constantly changing poisonous smoke——

chap——

A long knife flew out of the poisonous smoke, and it was the weapon of the scarred man.

Su Huanqing swung his sword cleanly to block the long knife, and at the same time, the still-charged blue magic formula blasted out behind him.

"what--"

The scarred man who walked out of the poisonous smoke maintained the movement of the knot on his hand and let out a scream.

Although the scarred man used the set long knife to attract Su Huanqing's attention, Su Huanqing was keenly aware of the subtle changes when the wind and poisonous smoke changed direction, and he shot without any hesitation.

The feeling of the magic art running through the human body came, and Su Huanqing didn't have to look back to know what the end would be. Even if it only touched a little, the aura of extreme cold would follow his veins and gradually block all his vitality.

"Little girl, you are still too young."

The scarred man's weird laughter sounded again, Su Huanqing was startled and stepped back subconsciously, but it was too late.

bang——

The black poisonous ball condensed into the size of a palm exploded, quickly polluting all the creatures nearby, even Su Huanqing was no exception.

Just like Su Huanqing's extremely cold aura, even if she erected an ice wall to resist, as long as a little bit of poisonous smoke sticks to it, the poison will quickly invade her internal organs.

After inhaling the poisonous gas, Su Huanqing was completely powerless. Just using the spiritual energy to resist the spread of the poisonous smoke had exhausted all his strength, not to mention running with his sword, and he fell to the ground.

The scarred man walked away slowly, but at this moment he lost an arm. Looking down his feet, the broken arm, which had been frozen into a popsicle, was lying on the pitch-black ground, and nothing happened. metaphor.

"As soon as you look at it, you can see that although your cultivation is not low, you have never fought with others for a few times. I traded a broken arm for your life, no matter how you look at it, I earned it."

The scarred man stopped the blood from his shoulders, pulled out the long knife from the ground, and walked slowly towards Su Huanqing, whose face was as pale as paper.

Su Huanqing pursed her thin lips, her brain was thinking about countermeasures rapidly, but if she couldn't use the spiritual energy, these methods were always just on paper.

"Farewell, little girl."

The man with the scar was about to chop off his knife, but the sun was suddenly covered by a shadow. his original position.

The blood-stained peach-eyed boy in white held the gun with one hand, flicked the blood from the tip of the gun, and looked at him coldly.

The scarred man was shocked and angry: "You are not dead?"

Xu Shoujing smiled indifferently: "I killed them all, so naturally I can't die."

The Assassins trained by the Wei Palace are just a few people, and the Assassins are not dead men. They are here to kill people, not to die.

There were more than a dozen people when they came, and now he is the only one left.

The scarred man's face was gloomy, and he said with a wicked smile:
"I know that you have a strange ability that makes people temporarily unable to use spiritual power, but the premise is that you must touch it. If other people come, I'm afraid there is really nothing that can be done against you, but unfortunately my practice is poison, It can be said that the affinity with you is the worst."

Xu Shoujing certainly knew this, and he also knew that in the realm of a man with a scar, his 'silence' was probably useless.He took a deep breath and said:
"How do you know I can't win if you don't try."

The scarred man only thought that Xu Shoujing was struggling to the death, and said indifferently:

"Then come...you!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the iron spear in Xu Shoujing's hand being thrown towards him at an astonishing speed.

The scarred man waved his hand, and the turbid and pitch-black poisonous smoke filled the air, and the iron spear disappeared into the poisonous smoke without a trace.

After a while, the poisonous smoke dissipated, and the scarred man had blue veins jumping on his forehead.

"What about people???"

The woman in the blue skirt who had fallen to the ground and the undaunted young man in white had long since disappeared.

(End of this chapter)