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Chapter 1725, suppress the killer

"Click!"

The black-clothed assassin was cut into two pieces by a sword, but when the Fenglei Immortal Power was about to explode, his figure once again hid in the void.

Yi Qianmo flashed, and he frowned when he arrived at the area where he disappeared. He was sure that the sword he had just killed the assassin in two pieces.

If it were a monk, he would be sure that his opponent had been killed without looking at it, but the assassin disappeared again, and Yi Qianmo dared not neglect at all.

The spiritual consciousness radiated towards the surroundings at the first time. As expected, the black-clothed assassin did not die, but escaped.

However, with his serious injury at this moment, it was impossible for him to escape perfectly in the void. He quickly captured the trajectory and immediately chased after him.

When Yi Qianmo left, the broken river water roared quickly and filled the area again.

Dozens of miles away, Yi Qianmo saw a corpse, but this corpse was only ordinary, which was the assassin's lower body, only his butt and legs.

The blood from the wound was still overflowing. He put away the body and continued to chase forward. He soon captured the other party's breath. The Longque fairy power in his hand gathered and immediately cut it down.

"Bang!"

A figure was forced out of the void. This was the assassin with only half of his body left. He smashed heavily to the ground, and his mask fell off his face, revealing a pretty face!

If it weren't for those cold and familiar eyes, Yi Qianmo would have doubted whether he was chasing the wrong person!

"Hmm?" Yi Qianmo looked at the assassin in front of him, "It turned out to be a woman."

The black-clothed assassin looked pale and looked a little delicate. If it weren't for the Shenxu Thorn in her hand, Yi Qianmo would have doubted whether this was the assassin who almost killed him.

The woman in black stared at him, with a little nervousness in her eyes, but no fear.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Yi Qianmo raised his hand to suppress her.

The woman's assassin was in a strange state. She was obviously cut off from her waist with a sword, but she maintained most of the functions of her body, just looking a little pale.

"Afraid!"

The woman's voice was very cold. She glanced at Yi Qianmo and said, "But if you are afraid of death, you won't die?"

Yi Qianmo looked carefully and found that the woman had sealed her wound, retaining only the vitality of her upper body, and was actually in a state of death.

"The one who issued a mission and asked you to kill me is the Central Palace Master!" Yi Qianmo asked.

"I just accept the mission to kill people. The rest is not within my consideration. Unfortunately, the information is wrong. If I had known that you had two hundred dragons, they should have sent two more assassins here!"

The woman said calmly, "However, this is not a failure. If I die, the mission will continue and the difficulty of the mission will increase, so... I just died a while ago."

This was the first time Yi Qianmo saw a dying person, who was so calm. Not only was there no fear in his eyes, but there was a little sympathy.

It seems to be saying that dying in her hands will be a kind of luck, and dying in the hands of other killers is a very painful thing.

This made Yi Qianmo a little creepy. He let out a long sigh and said, "What if I don't kill you, but keep you in your current state?"

"hehe!"
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