The Black Book

The idea of ​​tracking was ready to move, but after thinking for a few seconds, Zhu Haomiao gave up.

Because he knew that the other party's spiritual consciousness was extremely powerful, and he was not sure that he would not be discovered.

So, it is better to play the long game to catch a big fish...

Squinting his eyes in the dark, Zhu Haomiao thought for a long time, and was about to take a nap, when he suddenly noticed the movement outside the door again.

Why are you back again?

No!

This footstep is heavier...

The barely detectable friction sound of the soles of the shoes came into his ears, and the boy's mind moved, and the supernatural power of [Lingxi] was quietly activated. His heart was as clear as a mirror, reflecting a cold and vicious murderous intent.

This guy wants to kill me directly?

Two groups of people?

Damn, their ears and eyes are really everywhere, I just came back and I was targeted!

Secretly gritted his teeth, Zhu Haomiao closed his eyes and concentrated, quietly waiting for the other party to take action.

The matte black dagger lifted the bed curtain. The man confirmed his face, and the sharp dagger, like the fangs of a poisonous snake, silently stabbed into the boy's chest.

Bang!

At the moment when the tip of the dagger pierced the skin, the boy lying on the bed opened his eyes, suddenly jumped up, and punched the assassin in the chest and abdomen.

Boom!

The harsh explosion of metal friction and the muffled sound of flesh and blood colliding exploded at the same time. The indestructible touch came from the hand, making the assassin feel that he had stabbed a solid piece of black iron.

At the same time, a powerful force blasted into the abdominal cavity, countless capillaries exploded instantly, and the intestines were mixed together.

"Puff~"

Spewing out a mouthful of blood, the assassin was like a cannonball, drawing a straight ray and crashing through the door, bouncing and rubbing on the ground for more than ten meters, and finally crashing into the wall of the courtyard before stopping.

Thick black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The assassin looked at the boy who slowly walked out of the dark shadow, and his pupils shrank into the size of a pinhole little by little.

This power... is stronger than mine!

Peak fifth grade!

How is it possible? !

What's more terrifying is that, in stark contrast to my own strong offense and weak defense, the opponent's physique seems to be several levels higher than his attack power!

In other words, the advantage I am most proud of is not as good as his weakness!

This kind of defense that exceeds the grade, even a fourth-grade warrior probably can't do anything to him, and it must be killed by a master of [upper third grade]!

He is only fifteen years old! !

If he is allowed to practice for another two years...

No!

This child is so terrifying, he will become a big trouble in the future, and he must not be allowed to stay!

I must pass this information back!

Without hesitation, the assassin propped himself up, turned around and ran.

On the other side, Zhu Haomiao sneered, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the black matte dagger that fell on the ground bounced up instantly, and he pinched the tip and slowly raised it... aiming...

[Armor-breaking Power·Invincible]!

[Flying Light Power·Starfall]!

Swish~

Just after running two steps, the assassin suddenly felt a piercing chill rising from his back, and a sharp pain between his eyebrows.

He twisted his body instinctively, twisting his spine into a twist, and a dark black light flashed in the air, leaving a creepy gap on his waist.

Ignoring the pain, the assassin controlled his muscles, used his strength to close the wound to stop the bleeding, and jumped onto the wall like nothing happened.

But the next second, an inconspicuous dark black light attacked from the front, and it was not until this time that he realized that the weapon that attacked him was the weapon that had just been released.

Controlling objects with Qi? !

His pupils trembled suddenly, and a terrifying thought flashed through his mind. The assassin tried his best to dodge, but the elusive dagger still cut a half-finger-deep hideous bloody wound on his leg.

His agile movements froze slightly, and just in this moment of delay, the terrifying boy behind him caught up and printed a palm on his back.

Woo~

Before the attack reached the body, the shrill sound of breaking through the air was like a death-prompting devil's voice. The assassin gritted his teeth, squeezed his dantian frantically, urged all the energy, and slammed back with a backhand palm.

Bang!

A thunderous sound exploded in the air, and a circle of visible energy burst out from the palms of the two people. The materialized strong wind swept across a radius of more than ten feet, shaking half of the [Pingyang Earl's Mansion] slightly, and countless dust fell.

In the center of the battlefield, after a brief stalemate of palm power, Zhu Haomiao raised the corner of his mouth ferociously, urged the dantian, and spit out the power.

[Dielang Jin·Kuangtao]!

[Penetration Jin·Thunder]!

Boom!

The young man's palm suddenly pressed forward, and the unstoppable brutal force crushed everything and poured into the enemy's body.

The destructive Qi flowed up along his arm, instantly penetrating his internal organs. The assassin was struck by lightning, and his internal organs, which were already bleeding, were destroyed again.

Puff!

Like a blown-up leather ball, the huge pressure accumulated in his body with nowhere to vent, squeezing the black blood mixed with internal organ fragments out of the assassin's mouth!

Boom!

The remaining force blasted the assassin straight into the ground, blasting the heavy bluestone slab, and hitting a radial pit with a diameter of more than two meters.

Seeing the assassin lying in the pit vomiting blood, Zhu Haomiao walked gently to his side and looked down at his eyes.

"Who sent you?"

Facing the boy's questioning, the assassin just raised a twisted grin, and his cheeks bulged slightly.

The next second, Zhu Haomiao raised his eyelids, moved his fingers like swords, inserted them into his mouth, and took out a chewed poison sac.

But it was too late. The deadly poison quickly spread, and the light in the assassin's eyes quickly dimmed.

"Do you think I won't know who ordered you to do it if you kill yourself to silence me?"

Zhu Haomiao stared at the assassin on his deathbed and sneered.

"Let a fifth-rank master who is expected to be a marquis or a prime minister be willing to serve as a dead soldier... Humph, [Ningguogong] is good at it!"

Staring at the assassin's eyes, noticing that his pupils shrank slightly when he heard the three words [Ningguogong], Zhu Haomiao raised the corners of his mouth, and moved his sword finger to slash in the air. A black light flashed across the assassin's neck and cut off his entire head.

"Send this head to [Ningguogong Mansion] at dawn tomorrow."

The terrible loud noise had already awakened the entire mansion. Facing the servants who came in a panic, Zhu Haomiao gave a light order and turned around to take a nap.

……………………

The weather was getting colder, but the luxurious [Ningguogong Mansion] was still full of greenery. As the morning sun rose, the light and pleasant bird calls echoed in the garden. In the mist and steam, it was like a fairyland on earth.

Looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, the old man with white hair and beard slowly enjoyed his breakfast. He saw a figure in a python robe approaching hurriedly from the corner of his eye.

"Grandpa, I heard that guy appeared again yesterday?!"

Looking at the excited and ferocious eyes of his grandson, the old man slowly put down his chopsticks.

"What's the hurry? Even if he hides at the ends of the earth, I can find him and crush him to death."

"It's just an ant. Don't let him distract you. The most important thing for you now is to stay by your father's side!"

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