Chapter 42: You Die, I Live

Sean simply couldn’t hide far away, the twenty years of imprisonment had irreparably damaged him from the bone, and these days, he had to fight against the powerful poison that Fan Xian had infused into him, so it was hard to reopen his meridians, only to find that after a period of tense escapades, returning to slay the three vicious dogs that were dead in pursuit had wasted some more of his strength.

He tightly climbed the tree branch, his chest had begun to rise and fall, his breathing was a little short, he couldn’t help but laugh to himself and think, when a person gets old, he really isn’t useful anymore.

As the moonlight entered the forest, he could clearly see the seven powerful characters carrying long knives, pressing towards his hiding place in a very fearful way. Sean was actually a bit shocked, since he got out of the prison, this was the first time he saw the tiger guards in the mission, he didn’t know when Qing Guo possessed such a strong group of force in addition to the six divisions of the Supervisory Board.

But he was more worried about the young man called Fan Xian. Sean had long been clear that the other party was determined to kill himself, which was why he had deliberately sold himself short.

Over the mountain next to the forest was the Misty River, and the receiving team sent by Sean’s most secretive disciple was waiting for him just over the border.

A cold aura appeared in Sean’s eyes and he decided to take a chance. At this time from his disappearance from the mission camp has been two hours, tracking and anti-tracking also silent and solemn for two hours, the far east of the sky has been through a faint white, and the big lake next to the unique milky fog also began to rise up in the dwarf fir forest.

The fog gradually filled the forest, and this was Sean’s opportunity to silently slide down the branches of the tree, his entire body flattening out on the ground full of rotting mud. Like a mudskipper, he bravely retrogressed in the direction where the seven tiger guards were searching. Crawling on the muddy ground, Sean gradually found that familiar feeling, that feeling that he had many years ago when he was still a small secret agent of the Northern Wei, when he was born to die.

The old man will be his own heavy breathing suppressed to the extreme, the body of the pure true qi to support his energy is not good, in the fog under the cover, will soon be with the seven powerful tiger guards “wiped his feet”, although some of the mess, some lost a generation of strange style, but as long as you can break through the forest, smooth and free to return to the north, everything seems to be in order. All seems to be in order.

Duh! Duh! Duh!

Three crossbow arrows that looked like vipers, like they had eyes, shot towards Sean’s body that was attached to the ground like lightning. Sean’s body seemed to have some kind of sensing function, before the crossbow arrows reached his body, he had already shifted a few inches to the left side of the body, and only then did he escape the fate of being pierced through.

But then, his whereabouts had been exposed, and the seven long knives that were like snow devouring blood turned into a terrifying net that directly covered the sky above that place.

A muffled grunt rang out, and Sean had disappeared into thin air. A generation of strong man’s true combat power finally broke out at this moment, the air in the forest crackled and snapped, in a flash, the old man had drifted to the outer side of the seven long knives, his body tilted forward, its momentum actually will be the end of the night fog are shocked to disperse, snapping two palms slapped on the top of the long knives!

The long knives disintegrated weakly and the two tiger guards grunted and were sent flying outwards by Sean’s pair of meaty palms, their bodies falling against the trees and snapping two small branches from them.

Gouda bellowed furiously, gripping the hilt of his long blade with both hands and slashing down at the ghost-like figure with a full head of white hair draped over his head!

This knife whistled, Sean was expressionless, hidden in the white hair of the pair of eyes glowing with a ghostly light, palms together, the body disappeared in the mist, will be as high as this unstoppable knife to avoid, a palm strike, the wind so that as high as a moment to avoid.

In a split second, the remaining four tiger guards’ long knives were like snow, enveloping Sean’s entire body.

Sean let out a sharp whistle, his feet stomped on the ground, rotting mud flying, ten fingers burst out, countless cut into thin needle-like wooden strips stabbed in all directions!

Four tiger guards listen to the sound of snorting wind, hands holding the long knife dancing to protect the whole body, the hilt of the knife is pasted in front, for fear that these unknown hidden weapons stabbed into their eyes, spare no effort, still feel the body suddenly more than a few lines of stinging pain, hands on top of the hands, but also covered with fine wood wire.

Gouda again split a knife, strong knife wind scrape away the wood thorns, hands holding the knife, look upward, only to see Sean’s body has been transformed into a light shadow, penetrate the fog, will be to the top of the forest.

Clattering and clattering, the leaves of the newly grown trees were shaken by a powerful force and scattered in all directions, and Fan Xian’s body, caged in black clothes, like a stone from the sky, smashed horizontally into Sean, who had risen to the highest point and was about to run out of true qi as he reached out to try to grab a tree branch!

He had been stealthily at one side, and the three crossbow arrows were sent by him earlier, so how could he miss such a good opportunity?

In a flash of lightning, he and Sean had already collided, and with his elbow and wrist raised, the long, slender dagger shining with black light ruthlessly stabbed at the old man’s throat!

But at this time, Fan Xian suddenly realized that Sean’s eyes, which were hidden in his white, disheveled hair, were actually calm!

Sean’s full spirit was actually placed on Fan Xian’s body, and he was actually waiting for this moment. Another shrill whistle sounded from the withered lips of this old man who was extremely eager to be free, and his hands staggered extremely quickly and skillfully to trick Fan Xian’s knife-wielding wrist, while his other hand spat out its mail like a viper, stabbing at Fan Xian’s eyes that were exposed outside of the black cloth.

The two of them did not stop, ruthlessly crashed into the tree, and Sean seemed to even calculate this power, the elbow deliberately stayed back, actually borrowed the force of the recoil, accelerated the speed of digging into Fan Xian’s eyes.

The old man’s fingers were thin and dry, looking terrifying, but Fan Xian’s eyes brightened.

Amidst the fog, two hands with different skin tones were twisted together like a towel, and a grotesque feeling flashed through Sean’s eyes, as if he didn’t know how the black-clothed Fan Xian reached out with that hand.

This was prejudgement, a kind of prejudgement of the enemy’s strike, which was a good result of Lord Five Bamboo’s stick education.

No matter how terrifying Sean was, he wasn’t as terrifying as Five Bamboos. Fan Xian stifled a grunt, his right hand wrapped around Kenn’s wrist in a death grip, his violent true qi attacking into his opponent’s body, while his empty hand crossed, a bright light slicing through the white mist.

That was the blade!

Sean put up his palm, shocking Fan Xian’s wrist, and pushed a knee into the small of his back, and with a press of his right thumb, the black light in his fingernails that was so faint as to be extremely difficult to see shimmered, narrowly skimming past Fan Xian’s neck.

As soon as Sean’s thumb moved, Fan Xian grabbed and twisted his body, relying on the unceasing stream of true power within himself to forcefully avoid the foot from below, and as he sidestepped, he felt a coldness on his left shoulder, knowing that he had been cut through the flesh by the other party’s blade hidden in his fingernail.

The dagger in his left hand was being grasped by Sean, and his right hand and Sean were competing with each other in a contest of inner strength, so at first glance, he was unable to exert any force. But the shoulder pain a cold, Fan Xian muffled a grunt, under the dagger shinning out a cut edge to, abruptly interrupted Sean’s a finger!

Sean again tough, after all, has been old, the pain of broken fingers, let his right hand slightly loose, Fan Xian silent violent downward pressure, dazzling black light of the slender dagger …… ruthlessly into Sean’s left shoulder!

At this time, the two are still in the process of falling, Sean is silent, as if this knife is not stabbed in his own body, but still opened his mouth, seems to have some pain.

A fine needle erupted out of the old man’s mouth and attacked Fan Xian’s face!

Fan Xian’s left foot stomped hard on Sean’s knee, and after a sound of crunching bones, his body forcefully drew itself up half a foot, allowing the needle to disappear into his chest. He felt a dull pain in his chest, and with a twist of his left wrist, the long black dagger with two blades at the top and bottom slashed at Sean’s wrist like a windmill.

With a snap, Sean scattered his hands, his pure true power giving him enough power to shock Fan Xian’s right hand away.

Sean’s body froze, and Fan Xian’s chest tightened, and the two finally smashed into the ground, shaking up a gust of fallen leaves and rotting mud.

A long knife cuts across, making a sound that cuts into some kind of flesh and blood, and the fog rises again, and Gouda, who holds the knife in both hands, looks at Lord Fan, whose clothes are covered in mottled blood stains near him, but realizes that there is no trace of Sean.

Fan Xian and Sean this section of silent killing, seems to be a long time, in fact, it is only from the top of the forest to the tree this drop process, a short moment, the two black night of the old and young strong, silent for the world’s most dangerous competition, the two of those seemingly unusual lifting the knee to turn the wrist, in fact, but condensed in the year of the Northern Wei the most essence of the killing technology, Fan Xian practiced from childhood to kill the insights.

Although not flashy, but effective. If any other strong person were to fight with Sean or Fan Xian in this foggy night, they would all feel a chill.

This was two Ninth Grade assassins fighting each other, and in this world, the number of times this kind of scene appeared was extremely rare.

“Sean is finished.”

Fan Xian coughed twice, and with an extremely thin-gloved hand, he pulled out the fine needle that had nearly killed him from the Inspectorate’s special clothes, reconfirming that the poison in the tiny wound on his shoulder wasn’t very powerful, and then reloaded his crossbow in silence.