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Several jets of blood flew out from the field. Ji Wuye screamed as three feather blades appeared on his chest, causing him to bleed profusely.
These feather blades may not seem to have a large killing area, but with the support of a Grandmaster's late-stage internal energy, they are enough to shatter the heart meridian of a Grandmaster at the Great Perfection stage.
The fact that Ji Wuye was only injured is enough to show that his strength is far greater than that of a mid-stage Grandmaster, and he has one foot already in the late-stage Grandmaster realm...
"I'm going to kill you, you traitor..."
"Noisy!"
Bai Feng gave a cold shout.
He immediately used his unparalleled lightness skill, and several silver thorns appeared on his fingertips without him even noticing, as he swept past Ji Wuye from behind.
Poof! ! !
For an instant.
A burst of crimson light erupted once more as two figures passed each other.
Ji Wuye had one eye gouged out, and two deep wounds that exposed bone appeared on his face, with bright red blood flowing down his cheeks.
but.
He was also a ruthless man. Taking advantage of this moment, he tightly gripped Bai Feng's left hand with both hands, wanting to fight him to the death.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
At this point, neither side exchanged much words. Ji Wuye tried to break Bai Feng's arm, but the latter locked it with her other hand, preventing him from exerting any force.
at the same time.
Nongyu actually picked up a feather blade from the ground, intending to poke out Ji Wuye's other eye.
A "pfft" sound rang out.
At the critical moment, Ji Wuye turned his head to dodge the attack, but the sharp feather blade still added a hideous wound to his face.
"You despicable ants, you deserve to die!"
Ji Wuye roared furiously, trying to break free from Bai Feng's restraints, his heart filled with overwhelming killing intent.
In a moment.
The threat of death loomed over them.
Mo Ya, the assassin at the early stage of Grandmaster level 0.8, actually attacked without any regard for martial ethics, picked up the battle sword on the ground and slashed down with eight feet, striking Ji Wuye's shoulder with powerful internal force.
Needless to say, a Grandmaster's strike is incredibly powerful!
Poof! ! !
Ji Wuye was injured again, his shoulder bones were broken, and he suffered a severe injury.
at this time.
Mo Ya slashed diagonally, and before Ji Wuye could react, his head was severed.
"I...I'm not reconciled...ah..."
Ji Wuye's consciousness was fading away, and he let out a sound of unwillingness. Finally, with a thud, his head rolled on the ground, a shocking sight!
General Ji Mu-ye of Korea!
The strongest general in South Korea in a century!
The fact that he was killed just like that is bound to cause a huge shock!
.......
Chapter 111 is too convoluted! The debate between Sword Saint Liu Bai and Sword Nine Huang.
"They...they killed the general..."
"Help! Help!"
"Rebels are all a bunch of rebels..."
"Kill them..."
"Kill, kill, kill..."
The residence of a Korean general.
Outside the main hall.
The dozen or so members of the Nightfall Assassins exchanged glances, and after a brief moment of shock, they glared menacingly at Mo Ya and Bai Feng.
"Hmph, you ants think you can avenge Ji Wuye? Die, all of you!"
Mo Ya snorted coldly.
next moment.
He drew the air with both hands, and black mist swirled around him, causing hundreds of crows to dance and then swoop down on the assassins.
This is one of Mo Ya's methods of killing. It looks like an illusion, but it is actually a fusion of internal energy and martial arts techniques. Needless to say, its power is extremely strong.
puff!
puff!
puff……
In the blink of an eye, the dozen or so members of the Nightfall Assassins were either dead or injured, lying on the ground groaning in pain.
"What are you still standing there for? Get out of here quickly! Ji Wuye's mansion is guarded by more than 0 personal guards. If we wait for them to mobilize their troops, we're doomed!" Mo Ya turned to Bai Feng and said irritably.
In fact, even he himself did not expect that he would be able to personally kill the strongest general in the history of Korea in the past century - General Ji Wuye.
"Thank you……"
Bai Feng was somewhat moved, and her gaze towards Mo Ya was filled with gratitude.
If it weren't for Mo Ya's help, it would have been very difficult for me to rescue Nongyu from Ji Wuye tonight.
after all.
Saving someone and leaving is completely different from escaping yourself.
"Do we need to say all this between us? If we don't leave now, it will be too late. I'll cover your retreat."
"Then be careful!"
Hearing Mo Ya's words, Bai Feng said no more. After picking up the "Eight-Foot" battle sword and the Xuan Tie longbow left by Ji Wuye, she leaped up with Nongyu in her arms and left through the hole that Ji Wuye had just shot through.
at the same time.
Fireworks lit up the mansion of General Ji Mu-yeol of South Korea, a signal for the soldiers to be assembled.
As the thunderous roar of iron cavalry resounded, thousands of soldiers rushed toward the main hall, where a fierce battle broke out, with screams echoing from time to time.
Bai Feng turned to look at General Ji Wuye's residence and whispered, "Mo Ya, you must escape alive!"
Finish this sentence.
Bai Feng said to Nongyu, the zither player in his arms, "Nongyu, where do you want to go? I'll take you far away right now..."
"No! I won't leave!"
Nongyu shook her head slightly, somewhat afraid to look at Bai Feng, and added in a low voice, "I am now a member of the Quicksand organization, following Lord Wei Zhuang to do great things. I cannot easily betray Quicksand. Why don't you send me back to Zilan Pavilion?"
"it is good."
A glint of light flashed in Bai Feng's eyes.
Joining the Quicksand was the choice of his beloved. Since Nongyu was unwilling to elope with him, he might as well join the Quicksand as well.
Whoosh whoosh—
that's it.
Bai Feng carried Nongyu's delicate body through the darkness, hurrying towards Zilan Pavilion.
Zilan Pavilion is located more than ten kilometers away from the residence of General Ji Wuye, in the east of Xinzheng. Because General Ji Wuye of the State of Han was assassinated, many checkpoints were set up along the way, and no one was allowed to pass through.
If Bai Feng were flying alone, he could easily reach Zilan Pavilion in one go, but carrying someone would be extremely taxing.
Halfway there, Bai Feng kissed Nongyu and gently put her down.
"What are you doing……"
Nongyu lowered her head and said with a slight blush.
"It's alright, let's rest here for a while. I doubt Ji Wuye's men will catch up so quickly."
Bai Feng responded and then opened the Multiverse Communication Group.
In the chat group.
Bai Feng, the strongest assassin under the cover of night: "@Everyone, are you all asleep? I'm in trouble right now, can anyone lend me something to restore my internal energy?"
Group owner Jiang Bai: "I still have dozens of Blood Bodhi stones, each worth 800 points, but I'm not lending them out. (picking nose.jpg)"
Qiao Feng: "Brother Bai Feng, you'd better pray for yourself. Although I want to help you, I haven't signed for anything good lately. Maybe you've used up your luck."
Dream Pillow Red Sleeve First Blade: "Just sign in a few more times, newbies are usually pretty lucky."
Master Hu of the Rebirth Hall: "No, no, young man, you should rely on yourself. If you don't have enough points, you can consider selling your belongings."