Allure Evil Phoenix

Chapter 344 Attack ([-])

Wu Yan was originally from a family of killers, usually as long as he was in the dark and wanted to kill a target, he would seldom miss it.

Especially at this moment, his goal is not to be a top expert, even if he faces it head-on, he is sure to win.

However, Wu Yan has never been used to using a lot of effort for things that can be done with a little effort.

Of course, there is a limit to this kind of assassination. If the opponent's cultivation base is indeed three or five levels higher than him, it may not be so easy to assassinate.

Just when Wu Yan assassinated the visitor, a strong air pressure enveloped him overwhelmingly.

There are masters!
Wu Yan's whole body was on alert, and he stood in the same place, motionless.

The cultivation base of the visitor is far superior to his. At this time, no matter whether he moves first or his feet first, he will die immediately.

The initiative is already in the hands of the other party. When he dies, it is up to the other party to decide. It can be said that his life and death, from this moment on, are out of his control.

What should I do?
How should he change this situation?

Hide!

This is the only thing Wu Yan can think of, and this is what he is best at.

Wu Yan's tense back gradually relaxed, and then, using the concealment technique he was good at, the whole person seemed to have turned into nothingness, turned into a shadow.

The other party obviously didn't expect the person who was in front of him to disappear suddenly, and the coercion froze for a moment.

It was this moment that Wu Yan wanted. He caught the opponent's stagnation at this moment, and the figure turned into a breeze, blowing gently.

The man glared suddenly, looked at the air in front of him, suddenly burst out a powerful spiritual power from his hands, and shouted angrily: "Young man, how dare you play tricks in front of this old man, show me!"

When his words fell, the spiritual power just hit the void, and at the same time, the person was already standing at the place where Wu Yan disappeared.

There is still no movement in the void, and even the air is still not stagnant or strange. It seems that there is no one in that place.

But also, in a place, without trees, without flowers, how can a living person be hidden in the snowy air?
But in such a place, where it is absolutely impossible to hide people, there is a drop of blood falling out of thin air.

The drop of blood gradually moved away. If he followed this speed, he would be able to escape very quickly.

When the visitor saw this situation, he grinned brightly, following his heartbeat, he floated towards the drop of blood.

"Old thief, the person you want to arrest is here, where are you going?" Yi Jinhuan approached the person with his sword in hand, looking at the person, he always felt a little familiar.

The person who came here looked about six or seventy years old, with a stooped back, gray hair, a long beard, and a blue cloth shirt. In such a cold and snowy weather, he was not afraid of the cold at all.

Of course, no killer would wear a mink cloak when going to kill. That kind of heavy clothes would limit their performance and make their hands and feet less flexible, so ordinary killers would not wear it. a lot.

Although the old man has a gray beard, snow-white hair, and a thin blue shirt that flies with the wind, he doesn't look like a fairy at all. He has a pair of gloomy eyes, a gloomy complexion, and a skin like an orange peel. It looked downright scary.

This kind of image is really very characteristic, but it is not easy to forget it after seeing it once. Yi Jinhuan is sure that he must have seen this person before, maybe by accident.

(End of this chapter)