Chapter 42
The assassins who came to assassinate were all confident.

After all, they have more than three hundred well-trained killers, while their opponents only have four children.

What's more, the task they received was only to seriously injure four people, so there was no need to kill them.

But the reality caught them off guard.

The martial arts and determination of these four people are not like four children!
Just looking at all the people in the whole continent, they are all top warriors.

And the calm response they showed when they were assassinated was beyond the expectation of even professional killers.

At this time, in their eyes, these four children are simply four murderous, cruel and cold-blooded demons!

Not to mention hurting them, it is impossible to even get out of the body.

As professionally trained killers, they were all red-eyed due to the rush of fire, lost the ability to think rationally, and only knew to rush forward to die needlessly.

And these four children, who they didn't pay attention to at all, faced killers who outnumbered them by a hundred times, but they were surprisingly calm and frightening.

Seeing nearly a hundred killers fell to the ground, a loud shout suddenly came from the mountain.

"Quickly open the final gift!"

The killer leader standing on the mountain wall looked at his subordinates who were knocked down like they were being mowed. He was anxious and angry. He couldn't understand why his subordinates were so stupid that they didn't even use the ultimate power of determination.

Of course it's not because he's stupid.

It was because none of the people who jumped had the opportunity to come back and report to him: the determination of the three of the four people was really terrifying, and the pressure generated by the three of them starting the determination forced them to rush forward. None of the decisions can be opened.

"Okay, I will listen to you."

Finally someone responded to the distraught leader of the killers.

However, the person who responded was not his subordinate, but Wanyan.

At this moment, Wanyan suddenly withdrew her sword, moved her feet, and moved back to the middle of the three companions.

Before they could chew on the meaning of Wanyan's words, they saw a dazzling light soaring up from the middle of the three of them, instantly lighting up the valley in the twilight.

In the next second, a snow-white divine beast surrounded by sky-blue light spread its huge wings to its fullest, and swiftly soared into the sky.

If the heart is pure, it will be white, and it will benefit the people and help the world.

The killers looked up at the majestic beast in the sky in a daze for a while, and all of them exclaimed four big characters tacitly in their hearts: "Baize beast!"
After releasing the final gift, Wanyan did not act immediately.

Instead, he folded his arms, and couldn't help complaining with his small mouth: "The three of you are really too much, you obviously have a final gift, why am I the only one who develops a final gift!"

"Because we believe that it is enough for you to drive alone."

With his back to Wanyan's hat, he spoke briskly and slightly teasingly.

Wanyan curled her lips, let out a low "tow", and muttered: "This is really a flattering compliment... I haven't learned a little bit of my essence. I just don't want to expose my talent, so why do you say that?" Nice to hear."

The moment they saw the Bai Ze beast, the killers already knew very well that today's task could not be completed no matter what.

If you are still obsessed with assassination, you will definitely lose everything.

The killer leader who was watching from the sidelines in the forest struggled for a while before giving the order to retreat.

"withdraw!"

"Want to go?"

Wanyan sneered, her body as light as a feather soared into the air easily, and immediately had a panoramic view of the whole valley.

At this time, Wanyan, who stands tall in the air and looks down on everyone, is completely different from the 1-year-old girl who was muttering with her companions a minute ago because of who opened the final gift.

Her immature and gentle face was completely occupied by the biting cold air, and there was no lifeline in her black pupils like the cold night, only the murderous aura of death.

Such Wanyan does not look like a flesh and blood person at all.

It is more like a savior who looks down on the human beings like ants indifferently, without sorrow or joy.

Or the Exterminator.

"If you want to come, you can come. If you want to leave, it's impossible!"

A treacherous smile rose from the corner of Wanyan's mouth, and she said in a deep voice.

Between the lines is the incomparable arrogance unique to teenagers, and the confidence to support this arrogance.

While Wanyan was talking, a crystal blue light appeared in the palm of her right hand.

In an instant, the air in the entire valley seemed to be solidified and thick, making it difficult to even breathe.

"In the name of the wind, rectify one's heart. Help the world and drive away evil, a thousand generations of wind blades."

As Wanyan spoke word by word, the blue light in her right hand became more and more dazzling, and the ball of light became bigger and bigger.

"The wind is blowing." Wanyan said softly.

This sigh-like voice was as light as a feather, and as cold as snow and frost, so cold that it was almost insensitive.

The second after the voice fell, the light ball in Wanyan's right hand exploded suddenly, forming countless willow leaf-shaped small wind blades.

Against the backdrop of the moonlight, the small wind blade flashed a sharp silver light.

Hundreds of silver lights complement each other, embellishing the pitch-black night with grotesque splendor.

Wanyan's originally slightly bent fingers suddenly straightened.

In the next second, hundreds of wind blades fell all at once, so fast that even Heng Li and the others couldn't see clearly.

After a few seconds of terrifying silence, the three of Heng Li saw a shocking scene: the killers surrounding them fell to the ground almost without any warning.

No blood, no screams, no wailing.

There is only the dead silence that merges with the night.

And then the sound came from the mountains on both sides, indicating that the killers who were hiding in the mountains and hadn't reached the battlefield in time also fell to the ground.

"What...?" Luan Feng exclaimed in disbelief, and hurried to a fallen killer to check.

I saw that there was no obvious trauma on his whole body, but he was indeed not breathing.

Puzzled, Luan Feng lifted off the killer's black mask, only to find that there was a scratch on his neck, and black pus and blood were overflowing.

This scratch was neither deep nor shallow, neither long nor short, just enough to be fatal.

The expressions of the killers were also relatively calm.

Most people's terrified expressions disappeared in the passage of life before they surfaced.

This wind blade has been studied by Wanyan for a long time, it can not only achieve a fatal killing effect in one blow, but also minimize the size and shape of the pain of the deceased.

The bloody and wailing methods of killing are shamelessly chosen by the weak to satisfy their long-suppressed desire to win and conquer.

When a real strong man kills for reasons that he has no choice but to, he will still wrap his sincerity with the lowest level of kindness towards the world.

Let it not be corroded by bloodlust and numbness.

Almost in an instant, in the valley where hundreds of people were originally hidden, only four people remained, the bodies of more than three hundred people, and a night stained red with blood.

"This wind blade... is poisonous."

Looking around at the valley full of dead bodies, Luan Feng's shock was beyond words.

He really didn't expect that Wanyan, who always seemed to be laughing and laughing and not in good shape, would be so agile and sophisticated in killing people.

It's as proficient as if it was brought up by killing people.

Heng Li at the side had already put away the look of surprise that she showed at the moment Wanyan made a move, and regained her composure.

After all, this is what he taught.

And Lan Yu, who was standing behind everyone, had mixed feelings in his eyes.

There is not only admiration, but also a bit of pain and hatred that others cannot perceive.

With mixed feelings, Sapphire was the only one who was not surprised.

It seems that in her eyes, Wanyan has always been, and should be like that.

A heartless murderous maniac.

At this moment, Wanyan withdrew Bai Ze's final gift and landed on the ground steadily.

Wanyan, who withdrew her final gift, returned to her usual appearance, completely covering the gloom and murderous intent on her face.

Wanyan didn't run to her companions first, but turned her back to her companions, silently looking at the bloody valley.

Lan Yu walked behind Wanyan and comforted her softly.

"Master Xiao Xuan, you don't have to feel guilty about their deaths.

In today's battle, either they will die or we will die.

What you are doing is the right and only choice. "

"Guilty?" Hearing this, Wanyan turned her head to look at Sapphire, with doubts in her clear eyes.

"I'm not guilty, I'm just looking at whether the wound cut by the wind blade is the optimal size and length, and whether it can be adjusted better."

As Wanyan spoke, her usual cheerfulness appeared on her small face, and her voice returned to softness: "Although I am really sorry that I took so many lives.

But I didn't take the initiative to provoke them, they ambushed me first.

If they want to blame, they can blame the person who sent them to kill me, and themselves who have the courage to come and fight me. "

Lan Yu didn't expect this answer at all, she was slightly taken aback for a moment, and then she showed a shallow and relieved smile.

"That's fine."

At this moment, a dark red light tore through a corner of the night, attracting everyone's attention.

This light is the color of pure blood, terrifyingly red, shockingly red.

Wanyan looked around suspiciously, only to find that this bloody light actually came from the palm of her left hand.

"Huh?" Wanyan was extremely puzzled, and raised her hand to check.

Just when Wanyan's hand was about to spread out in front of her, she felt that her left hand was suddenly wrapped by a cold hand, and the red light was instantly covered.

At the moment when her hand was caught, Wanyan subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back, but she was unable to move by the strength of that hand.

Wanyan was startled, turned her head to the left, and saw Heng Li's profile.

"Master Heng..." Wanyan wanted to ask him what he was doing.

"Let's go." Heng Li interrupted Wan Yan's words, and said calmly.

"In order to prevent the night from having long dreams, we'd better enter Sichuan as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, he held Wanyan's hand tightly and strode towards the carriage.

(End of this chapter)

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