I made up all the exercises, but have I actually mastered them?

"I don’t understand anything about hell or business."

The shopkeeper is still Gujing Wubo:"The guests should go elsewhere."

The beautiful woman casually swept away the dust on the stool and sat down, and said leisurely:"Why did the shopkeeper refuse so decisively? How about asking someone who can make the decision? Maybe the person above you is willing to do this business?"

"Guest, don't pester yourself here, I told you, there is nothing you want here!"

The shopkeeper's eyes gradually became cold and he seemed to have lost his patience.

"Let her come up."

An old voice suddenly sounded. As soon as the voice sounded, the shopkeeper's expression changed. He looked deeply at the beautiful woman and said coldly:"You go up!"

The beautiful woman looked happy and walked towards the stairs.

The stairs were just ordinary stairs.

The second floor was just an ordinary second floor. There was a thin old man with gray hair, dressed in commoners, lying half-lying at the window on the second floor, holding a cup in his hand. There was a yellowed book with a teapot next to it, 27 showing a leisurely and contented scene. The beautiful woman sat down opposite the old man and smiled slightly:"Who would have thought that you, who is called the King of Assassins and the spokesperson of the King of Hell, are actually living In such an inconspicuous place in the divine capital"

"The assassin's hope and the spokesperson of the King of Hell are all in the past, and now I am just an ordinary old man."

The old man's voice was hoarse, and he didn't even look at the beautiful woman. His eyes still stayed on the book.

"Senior Yan Wujian, His Highness asked me to say hello to you for him."

"the last time."

Yan Wujian raised his eyes, his eyes lifeless.

The beautiful woman nodded slightly:"Yes, three times in total, you have taken action for His Highness twice. This is the last time. After this time, Senior and His Highness will have nothing to do with each other."

"Who to kill.

The beautiful woman placed one next to Yan Wujian:"Senior, this is the target's portrait and information." Yan

Wujian said lightly:"Okay, you can leave. I will find him and kill him.""

The beautiful woman got up and walked to the stairs. Regardless of whether Yan Wujian was looking at him or not, she nodded and walked down the stairs.

She didn't say anything more. She knew that Yan Wujian would definitely be able to complete His Highness's mission.

Because he is The spokesperson of the King of Hell is the king of assassins who once assassinated the Mysterious Realm of Immortals. He only missed once in his life.

The time he missed was because his target was the Mysterious Realm of Immortals.

He was seriously injured and escaped.

On the second floor,

Yan Wujian took out a pitch-black weapon. The sword was wiped gently. The sword in his hand looked very ordinary and dull, like the kind of sword that can be seen everywhere.

But if you look closely, you can see that the sword is so black that it seems to be able to swallow the light.

Yan Wujian's movements are very gentle. , very slowly, meticulously, and with focused eyes. The sound of footsteps came from the stairs, and the shopkeeper walked up with a solemn expression. He stood next to Yan Wujian with his hands lowered, watching in silence as he wiped the black sword reverently.

After a long time, Yan Wujian finally He said calmly:"Just say what you want to say, don't hold it back."

"Foster father, why do you want to take this deal? This Xiao Yi is now a huge whirlpool. The underworld is gone and we have retired."

"Little Bear, I don’t have much time left. A killer who dies in obscurity is a huge shame."Yan Wusha turned his head and looked at him expressionlessly, and his tone seemed to contain no emotion.

The shopkeeper suddenly understood Yan Wusha's thoughts.

He is the king of assassins and was once known as the spokesperson of the King of Hell. He Whoever he wants to kill will not survive the next day.

He has been killing people all his life.

Now he is old. He is about to die.

Maybe he has been willing to live in seclusion.

But at the last moment, he is still not willing to die an ordinary death.

And to kill a super evil genius , was the best gift he received at the last moment of his life.

Buzz!

Yan Wujian flicked the black sword.

In an instant, a violent, cruel, and substantial murderous intention rose up. In just an instant, the shopkeeper's skin cracked with countless tiny swords. There were traces of blood, and blood dripped through them.

Fortunately, the murderous intent disappeared in less than one tenth of a breath.

"The foster father, it is said that this person possesses the supreme martial arts, and many people are staring at him. Yan

Wujian walked to the window and chuckled:"Maybe many people have forgotten me, but this time, I will let them remember me again!""

"Killing a super evil genius is enough to announce my existence"

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Xiao Yi lowered his eyes.

There were too many people staring at him.

Countless.

No matter he was eating, drinking or sleeping, there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him.

Among these people, there are those who harbor evil intentions and are ready to act, but most of them are courageous.[]

After all, Xiao Yi's record cannot be faked, and those below the Xiaoyao Tian realm don't even dare to covet him.

There are also intelligence spies from many forces who are just following and passing on information.

There are also some people who are just watching the fun.

There are also some people who seem to be waiting for something.

Suddenly, everyone staring at Xiao Yi looked in one direction.

Boom!

A figure fell from the sky, like a sunset 867, rising into the sky with a force that dispersed the dark clouds in the sky. vast! violent! long!

Someone's eyelids were twitching and they looked around in horror, only to see a man nearly three meters tall stepping over.

The scent lingering around him seemed to boil the air.

?"It's Yu Chengzhou!"

"Why is he here!"

"It seems that the appeal of the supreme martial arts in Xiao Yi is greater than imagined."

Someone recognized the identity of the person who came and couldn't help but gasped.

Yu Chengzhou.

Ranked on the splendid list!

A master of the Mysterious Mystic Realm!

He is also a rare lone ranger in the Mysterious Mystical Realm in the world.

Legend has it that Yu Chengzhou was originally The son of the leader of a sect. Later, the sect was destroyed and he fled alone.

Of course, no one knew the truth.

Xiao Yi's eyes fell on Yu Chengzhou. He was as tall as an iron tower, with a rough face and a beard as long as a halberd. Roots standing upright

"Are you Xiao Yi? Younger than I thought. I heard that you possess supreme martial arts, can you let me see it?"

Yu Chengzhou looked at Xiao Yi and grinned.

Xiao Yi said with a smile:"Let's not mention that I have never seen the Supreme Martial Arts. Even if I have the Supreme Martial Arts, if you ask me to show it to you, I will show it to you. Aren't I very good at it? No face?".