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It was pure white and cold, and the pure white moonlight shone on the walls of White City, causing a few white spots to appear. It turned out that it was a group of black-clothed men sitting on top of the wall, their identity tokens flashing along with the moonlight.

"Should I call you Lord Hu, or Minister Hu?" The man in black felt for the identity token in his hand and asked Hu Yuankai, who was standing beside him respectfully.

"My lord, you must be joking. Everything was given to me by my lord. I am just a lowly commoner!" Hu Yuankai said with a flattering smile.

The man stopped what he was doing, glanced at Hu Yuankai, and suddenly punched at Shen Jian, sending him flying several meters away, and angrily scolded, "Since you know it's all my fault! Then why didn't you listen to my arrangements! "

Hu Yuankai spat out a mouthful of blood and said vaguely, "I just want to help you achieve your goal as soon as possible!"

The man stood up, tied the badge around his waist and walked a few steps towards Shen Jian, but when he was about to walk to Hu Yuan Kai's side, he stopped in his tracks, suddenly raised his blade and slashed towards Shen Jian, the blade stopped right at Shen Jian's neck, not an inch more, and then placed the blade firmly on his neck, he whispered: "Your call for help? If I didn't come today, I don't know how many things would have happened! Did Nana Sting kill him? "

Hu Yuankai mumbled, "Why can't I kill him? Wouldn't killing them make it easier to create chaos! "

The knife in the man's hand became heavier as it cut through Hu Yuankai's neck, leaving a bloody wound. The man cursed in a low voice, "Do you have less brains than the others? When he dies, the imperial government will immediately send out heavy soldiers to investigate this Azure Province and to find out how it became so chaotic! "

He kicked the person in front of him away and forcefully threw the blade in his hand onto the city wall, leaving only the handle exposed. With a heavy swing of his sleeve, he turned around and once again sat on the wall, looking at the most luxurious place in the city and humming a poem that had been passed down in the intelligence community.

"A head for a glass of wine, drinking all the blood of hatred!"

The man looked at Bai Cheng, the corners of his mouth raised. With his back facing his subordinates, he smiled and said, "Today, we're not going to kill anyone. We're going to kill Flying Fish!"

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"Dad, your subordinates are too useless. You can't even catch a single person!" Deng Xihu complained to the bearded big fellow in a blue shirt in front of him.

Deng Dingjun scratched his head and pretended to be angry: "Didn't you ask me for a land immortal to leave a few days ago? What do you want this time? You want Huang San to be your assistant? "

Deng Xi Hu touched his head and shyly said: "If you can get me, then that's fine too!"

Deng Dingjun slapped his son's head and jokingly scolded: "Your father didn't even dare to think about helping me! "Don't even think about it. Hurry up and get out of my way. This time, I didn't even tell you about using so many of my people, and you already got scolded!"

Deng Xi Hu laughed and left the hall, taking Deng Dingjun's blade with him. Then, he ran away and loudly said to his father: "Your blade is not bad, lend it to me for a few days!"

Following the voice was a pair of stinky shoes. Deng Dingjun stood barefooted at the entrance of the hall and cursed: "Stinky brat, you only know how to get good stuff. I had great difficulty getting that Hundred Forged Swallow Feather Blade!" "Be careful when you use it on me!"

By the time he finished speaking, Deng Xihu had already run away. He could only smile and scold him as he retrieved his shoes.

"Gu Feng, let's see how this blade is going. It's not bad, right?" Deng Xihu leaned on the yard door, holding the knife that he had just snatched from his father, and asked Zhu Gufeng who was practicing his sabre in the yard while panting heavily.

Zhu Gufeng kept his saber and wiped off the sweat on his forehead. He turned to look at Deng Xihu and said, "This blade is a good one, but no matter how you look at it, this man doesn't look like a good person!"

"You!" Deng Xi Hu glared at Zhu Gu Feng, his anger soared, and then thinking that he could not beat him, he could not help but let out a breath, and gave up his previous plan. He could only scold: "Ungrateful for your kindness!" "I don't know how much stronger you can be with this blade!"

Zhu Gufeng glanced at him and said, "Weapons are only a form of assistance, they are not an absolute condition. Those tens of thousands of enemies can also kill people with Liu Ye in their hands."

"Then you don't want it?"

"Yes!"

Zhu Gufeng looked at his bashful expression and cursed in a low voice, "Speak, what happened!?" "You won't give me that knife for nothing!"

"Crow will definitely make a big move in the next few days, I just want you to kill a few more crows in the next few days!" Deng Xihu retracted his previous demeanor, his expression was solemn and solemn as he spoke in a low voice.

Zhu Gufeng's cold face revealed a smile, he said, "I think you're Crow, the moment you said that, you started moving!" His feet lightly tapped on the ground, and his entire body flew out. He took the knife thrown at him by Deng Xi Hu, and flew out of the courtyard.

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"Flying Fish!" A crow spy wearing a black robe with a crow tag on his waist cut down the enemy in front of him. He spat at the person lying on the ground with a face full of disdain as he said in a disdainful tone.

"Crow intelligence is only mediocre!" A cold-faced man wearing a singlet lightly pulled out a blade. With a flash of white light, he whispered to the fallen crow. He bent down to pick up Crow's identity token, stroking the newly obtained knife, and clicked his tongue in praise.

"When did the Golden Blade Sect get involved in the battle of spying?" A hoarse voice sounded out from behind Zhu Gu Feng as a masked man carrying a golden spear and said to Zhu Gu Feng.

Zhu Gufeng's eyes were wide open as he stared at the man behind him. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he pulled out his blade and slashed at the masked man in front of him. The man gently pushed his hand away with his gun as he smiled and said, "Your blade is far weaker than your house."

"Old Manor?" Sect Leader Zhuang!? "Who is this person!?" Zhu Gufeng was secretly shocked, the sabre in his hand did not stop at all. With a seven star gathering, the seven blades slashed towards the masked man, the man's wrist slightly moved, the spear in his hand formed a few spear shadows, the sabre aimed at him, the golden soapy spear in his hand shook once again and pierced towards Zhu Gufeng.

With a loud sound of metal clashing, Zhu Gufeng managed to block the spear that was just approaching him. His hand was trembling slightly, and blood was flowing out from his palm. This spear, was able to fight against tens of thousands of enemies?

The masked man didn't stop at all. The gun in his hand danced once again, stabbing towards Zhu Gufeng's head, intending to leave a big hole on it. Zhu Gufeng looked at the spear that he could not dodge. He clenched his hand into a fist and held his saber horizontally as he charged towards the tip of the spear.

Followed by a buzzing sound of metal colliding with metal, the Hundred Forging Blade that he had just obtained was thrown to the side, the tip of the spear had pierced through Zhu Gufeng's waist, causing blood to splash out.

"This iron bar is pretty good!" The masked man looked at Zhu Gufeng who had not been stabbed to death and praised him. He pulled out his spear and tried to stab Zhu Gufeng's head again.

Zhu Gufeng looked at the man's crow shaped mask and wrote a few words on the ground. He closed his eyes heavily and waited for a spear to pierce through his heart.