I want to practice the strongest sword in the world.

When Shang Jiuge said this, Xue Ling subconsciously thought of Fang Bie.

Then he subconsciously smiled bitterly.

If they really practice swords together every day, it would probably be a fun scene.

Of course, Fang Bie may not be able to practice with Shang Jiuge.

After all, he is so afraid of death.

"I understand." Xue Ling said.

She heard what the two of them thought.

At this time, Xue Ling was finally sure that both of them were serious.

And I really don’t have the means to convince the other party.

Since this is the case, I can only move forward.

"Then let's go." Xue Ling said: "You are not ordinary people. I will take you to the people you want to meet, but I don't have a definite answer to the outcome."

Xue Ling planned to take them back to see Fang Bie first.

Anyway, there is always a way.

Xue Ling is really confident about Fang Bie now.

"Okay." Sheng Junqian nodded: "But we have been away for so long, why haven't we arrived yet?"

"And the Silver Bee Assassin you mentioned hasn't come yet? What's going on?"

"It's a good thing not to come." Xue Ling answered quietly.

And at this moment, a cold word slowly floated down under the moonlit night.

"Of course it's a good thing if you don't come, do you think?"

The three of them looked forward at the same time, and a man in black silently stopped the three of them on the empty streets of Luocheng.

The moonlight on the street is like water.

He was very tall, wearing a black tights, masked, and his long black hair tied into a ponytail behind his head. He looked particularly neat, especially his legs looked particularly long.

He was wearing a pair of black boots.

Even in summer, he was wearing these high-top black boots that looked very thick.

"Who are you?" Xue Ling asked in front of him.

"Yan Han." The man said quietly in front of the three people. He twisted his neck slightly and looked at the three people: "Shang Jiuge?"

"Sheng Junqian?"

"And Lin Xue?"

He first reported himself to his house and said his name, then looked at the three people, and read out their names one by one like counting the list.

Xue Ling's body tensed up instantly.

"You are the Silver Bee who came to assassinate?"

Sheng Junqian was vaguely complaining before that why there was no silver bee coming, and at this time he couldn't help but press the hilt of the knife with one hand.

Shang Jiuge sighed. She actually always carried Rolex in her hand. Due to various reasons, after Xue Ling lented Shang Jiuge to him during the day, Shang Jiuge never had the chance to return it to her.

Of course, Xue Ling is now, and Rolex is no longer her most powerful secret weapon.

Now Xue Ling, her body is the strongest weapon.

"I'm sorry, not." Yan Han said with a cold smile, while staring at Xue Ling: "Are you the iron bee in this city?"

"I don't know when a bee wing can interfere with the task of other bee needles."

"Or?" Yan Han said in a cold and sarcastic tone: "Is this what He Ping means?"

He directly said He Ping's name without any concealment, which made Xue Ling's heart tight.

"Aren't you a silver bee?" Xue Ling asked.

"Of course I'm not a silver bee anymore." Yan Han smiled. He stretched out one hand and opened his five fingers, a small golden shield-shaped token slid down from his palm and then swayed left and right.

The token seems to be made of pure gold, shining with a glimmer of light under the moonlight, and a virtual bee carved on it, looking lifelike, while only the sharp bee needle was particularly conspicuous and the cold light was cold.

While the Golden Bee's token was swaying at the fingertips, Yan Han looked at Xue Ling and continued to say with a calm but full of oppression.

"Yan Han, the bee needle of one of the seven groups of golden bee assassins in the beehive."

"I received the task to pick up Shang Jiuge's head."

"Little brother Lin Xue, if you still want to survive, help me kill the two people behind you, and I will give you unexpected rewards and rewards."

Xue Ling tightened her lips.

She never expected that the person who came was not the Silver Bee.

Instead, the golden bee whose hive is almost close to the highest combat power.

Even though Xue Ling doesn’t know enough about the architecture of the beehive, Xue Ling still knows what the golden bee means to the beehive.

"You are not just here for Shang Jiuge, are you?" Xue Ling asked.

Yan Han lowered his head and smiled: "You little girl are quite smart."

"Of course, it's not worth our trip to you."

"It's just that you've said that one of the three groups of silver bees sent out before was solved by you, and the other two groups lost contact. We were forced to take action."

"I give you three times to think about it. Is it a decision to die with those friends you have only known for one night?"

"Or live with us?"

"This is because we are all assassins of the beehive and have some preferential treatments to you."

His voice was cold and majestic, with the oppression of the superiors, it seemed that killing Xue Ling and the other three people in an instant was easy to do.

Of course, out of kindness, he said this to Xue Ling, hoping to spare Xue Ling a way out.

"three."

"Three, your grandma!" Yan Han only counted one number, and Sheng Junqian had already pulled out the black knife from his waist and drew it up.

Xue Ling watched Sheng Junqian pass by him, and there was no time to make a stopping sound, Sheng Junqian had already rushed over.

The black knife drew an arc, and at that moment it shone with moonlight, and the sword light was like snow.

Sheng Junqian was able to rank at the bottom of the first place in the Jianghu List. In addition to his good background and great reputation in the Jianghu List, what is more important is that he really has real talent and knowledge, and integrates swordsmanship and martial arts. It can be said that he is only one line away from being able to reach the first-class master realm.

Apart from encountering Hei Wu during the day and humiliating him by Hei Wuyi's neck by hacking his knife, Sheng Junqian has never suffered any setbacks.

Yan Han lowered his head and chuckled gently.

He tapped his toes, and his whole body retreated like a ghost, leaving Sheng Junqian's sure-fire attack range, and then kicked out in the air.

This kick cut through the night sky and headed towards Sheng Junqian with the hissing sound of piercing the air like an arrow.

Sheng Junqian raised his knife to block it, and only felt a powerful force hitting the knife, which made him take three steps back.

"Is this?" Sheng Junqian said incredible.

He had heard of the sword energy and palm wind, but he had never seen anyone who could launch such a fierce attack from the air with just a single whip leg.

"This is the way to send you on the road." Yan Han sneered coldly, and at the same time, he quickly stepped forward and kicked Sheng Junqian's head.

The sound of the wind is split like a broken silk.

Sheng Junqian lifted his knife and blocked it again.

The opponent's black boots were kicking against the blade of Sheng Jun Qian's black sword.

The black boots were unharmed.

Sheng Junqianze flew backwards until he was ten feet away to stop the decline.

Then he leaned on the ground and knelt on the ground and spit out blood.

Yan Han's eyes swept over Xue Ling and Shang Jiuge coldly: "Who is next?"
Chapter completed!