King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 60 Killing You Again and Again

Han Yujue held the Dragon Bone Sword tightly.

This old man called "Flying Eagle" founded a frightening killer organization, and adopted Han Yujue many years ago, trained her to be a killer, and finally sent her to the tiger's mouth as cannon fodder.

"Not bad, not bad..." Feiying walked gradually, leaning on a Japanese sword converted into a walking stick. "You're stronger again...over the years, you've been my proudest artistic creation."

"For Master, this is indeed the highest praise."

Han Yujue replied calmly, raised his sword and pointed directly at Feiying's forehead: "It's just that I remember that your head was cut in half by me long ago, why do you still appear in this other world with a lingering spirit? "

Feiying was not angry, but smiled kindly, as if the girl pointing at him with a sword in front of him was his most beloved granddaughter: "Is there such a thing? I don't remember."

"Really? So the memory of the elderly is..."

Han Yujue suddenly drew his sword!

"Then let me help you recall what it's like to be shot in the head!"

Boom!
Feiying pulled out the Japanese sword and resisted Han Yujue's attack!
"Xiao Yu'er, have you forgotten? I was the one who took you out of the orphanage and gave you food and clothing. Do you still want to go back and continue to be tortured and abused by the dean?"

Flying Eagle is obviously no longer his beloved apprentice's opponent, and every move is more powerless than the next.

Han Yujue's move was fatal, and he said coldly, "Life under your command is not much better than an orphanage."

"Xiao Yu'er, I will celebrate your birthday, take you to the playground, buy you whatever you want, and love you like a granddaughter. Do you want to kill me a second time?"

Feiying staggered back, trying to impress Han Yujue with good memories.

"Haha~" Han Yujue cut off Feiying's Japanese sword with a sword, and the blade rested on his forehead. "Old man, since I can kill you for the first time, of course I can kill you for the second time and the third time!"

Before he touched it, Sen Han's powerful sword energy had already drawn a bloody scar on Feiying's forehead, and a trace of blood oozed out.

Feiying laughed sharply like a night owl: "Okay! It is indeed the most perfect work of art in my life, Feiying. It is like a killing machine made of precision machinery. It will kill teachers and ancestors without hesitation!"

The cold and jade-like voice was devoid of any emotion: "You are wrong, I am no longer that killing machine that you can control remotely... My master has someone else."

Standing on the top of the candle dragon, a prodigal man who looks down on the continent of the world.

The sword is like the cold wind, invincible, and there is a deep murderous intent hidden in the different-colored eyes.

"Glae Slash!"

She used the sword move taught by that stinky master.

I hope he will not repeat the mistakes of Feiying and die from the killing moves he taught himself.

A sword slashed with fire and wind. This time, not only the head of Flying Eagle was cut in half, but also the whole body.

"It really is a fake."

With the sword back in its sheath, Han Yujue looked coldly at the flying eagle that had turned into smoke.

The enemy will use very powerful illusions, and even use memory to find out the fears that have been hidden in their hearts.

On the other hand, the enemy's combat power is probably not as good as Han Yujue's, otherwise he wouldn't be hiding in one place and using illusions, not daring to get close.

brush!
Han Yujue swung his sword again, and a row of branches fell off.

She walked around, slowly closing her eyes.

The sound of the wind, the sound of insects, the crackling sound of feet stepping on dead wood... and the sound of heavy and disordered breathing.

As a sneak attacking assassin, once he showed timidity and became uneasy, it was tantamount to exposing his whereabouts to the other party.

The cold light on the blade moved slightly, reflecting the killing in the night forest.

despair.

The sound of cold sweat falling on the leaves.

As Han Yujue's footsteps got closer, a second drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead again.

Beads of sweat are still in the air, Han Yujue has already made a move!

boom!
The fire and wind directly blasted off the big tree where the attacker was hiding, and he had no choice but to show up!
But his speed is extremely fast, probably faster than any martial artist Han Yujue has ever seen with a skill similar to his.

Han Yujue held a sword flower with his sword, and chased after him calmly.

She jumped over branches one by one lightly, grabbed an insect casually, pulled out a hair and tied it to the insect, chanted a mantra, and said, "Follow him."

Then, she pretended that she was not as fast as the enemy, and gradually fell behind.

With the skill of the sneak attacker, it is hard to imagine that he alone did the hill of human bones in the big pit.If he was related to this matter, then Han Yujue wanted to see who else was behind him.

The attacker had gradually disappeared from the tracking range. Han Yujue smoothed his long hair, and a broken hair was lying in the palm of his hand. When the wind blew, he seemed to be sent forward by induction.

After following slowly for a while, the broken hair fell leisurely in the grass under a small hill, beside the crushed insect corpses.

At first glance, this place is no different from other places in the mountains and forests.

Han Yujue carefully pushed aside clusters of branches and vines, and sure enough, there was an extremely secret cave under the hill!

She stepped into the cave cautiously, with torches hanging on the cave wall, all the way in.

I don't know if this cave is connected to the magic sea. The cave is very humid and has a musty smell.

In an instant, the cave suddenly opened up, and the tragic scene inside also caught Han Yujue's eyes, which moved her!

The inside of the cave was arranged like a prison cell specially used for torture, with all kinds of torture instruments available. On the ground, a few people were tied to the iron frame with bloody skin and blood.

In the middle of the cell, stood a masked man, dressed in black, with military-like white leggings on his ankles, looking at Han Yujue with a hint of shock in his fierce eyes.He held a short knife in one hand and a hidden weapon in the shape of a swastika in the other, ready to go.

Presumably he was the attacker just now!
Hearing two beeps, the hidden weapon was released, divided into ten parts, and flew towards Han Yujue while spinning at high speed!

Han Yujue raised his sword to block, but the ten hidden weapons clung to her as if they were equipped with automatic tracking devices. After flying out, they immediately flung back like boomerangs.

The masked man took the opportunity to fly to the top of the wall, and crawled as fast as a gecko, trying to escape.

"It's not that easy to run!"

The sword light danced like Bai Lian, drawing ethereal sword flowers, and the hidden weapons of the swastika were shattered one by one.

Seeing that the masked man was about to flee, Han Yujue threw the Dragon Bone Sword straight through his heart!
The masked man spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, completely dead.

Han Yujue stepped forward and drew back the keel sword, and lifted his veil, revealing a new face that he had never seen in the village.

"Ugh..."

Suddenly, there was a groan from behind.

Han Yujue returned to the prison and inspected the tied people one by one.

These people are all bruised, some even beyond recognition.All of them died of exhaustion, and they don't know what kind of torture they suffered before they died.

　bubbling~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)