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Chapter 66 Assassin

At this moment, Nie Xiaowei's hair was slightly disheveled, and her eyes were bloodshot.

She glanced at Yang Yicheng first, then slowly walked towards Xu Ning.

Meanwhile, the executioner had stopped.

He had already received word that today's execution of Yang Yicheng was just a show.

Even if Nie Xiaowei hadn't appeared, someone would have told him to stop.

"He has nothing to do with the Demonic Sect; I am the Demonic Sect martial artist who practiced demonic arts."

Nie Xiaowei walked up to Xu Ning and said calmly.

This was the first time Xu Ning had ever seen Nie Xiaowei like this.

Previously, whenever Nie Xiaowei saw him, she would avoid eye contact and hide by the wall.

Now, she stood tall, her expression unchanged, and stated the fact that she was a martial artist from the Demonic Sect.

Tao Qingping stared at her, his expression even more complicated.

This is completely different from the frail, timid, and delicate little girl she used to be.

"A demonic martial artist?!"

For a moment, the city's residents who had been watching the spectacle were all filled with surprise and admiration.

The crowd whispered amongst themselves, each giving Nie Xiaowei a meaningful look.

Although the identity of the demonic sect warriors was intimidating, everyone dared to stare at Nie Xiaowei boldly because the Black Armor Guards were right next to them.

"As expected, they are warriors from the Demonic Sect..."

At this moment, Nie Xiaowei personally acknowledged this identity, which did not surprise Xu Ning.

"Cuff her and take her back to Weiyi."

Xu Ning said to Song Weiyi behind him.

Song Weiyi accepted the order, took the shackles from the city guards, and cautiously walked to Nie Xiaowei's side.

This was Song Weiyi's first time facing a martial artist from the Demonic Sect, and he was wary and cautious.

"Wait a moment……"

Nie Xiaowei suddenly took a step back: "Sir, I want to talk to him."

She made a request to Xu Ning.

Upon seeing this, Song Weiyi stopped what he was doing and looked at Xu Ning.

"Can."

Xu Ning agreed.

Now that Nie Xiaowei has taken the initiative to step forward, she certainly won't be thinking of running away anymore.

Barring unforeseen circumstances, this should be the last time Nie Xiaowei and Yang Yicheng see each other.

The Black Armor Guards' method of dealing with demonic warriors was very simple: to kill them.

"Thank you very much, sir."

Nie Xiaowei bowed to Xu Ning.

She turned around, slowly walked onto the stage, and approached Yang Yicheng.

At this moment, Yang Yicheng had already stood up, and the look in his eyes as he looked at Nie Xiaowei was indescribable, as if he were experiencing pain or joy.

She finally came.

Nie Xiaowei stepped forward and gently stroked Yang Yicheng's cheek with her palm.

Seeing this, Tao Qingping turned his head away.

"Run! Run!"

Yang Yicheng whispered urgently in Nie Xiaowei's ear.

At this moment, Yang Yicheng was bound by shackles, struggling with his hands behind his back.

Nie Xiaowei smiled when she heard Yang Yicheng's words.

She shook her head: "I'm not running away anymore."

"My lord! Nie Xiaowei is talking nonsense! I am the true martial artist of the Demonic Sect!"

Suddenly, Yang Yi seemed to have gone mad, shouting loudly in Xu Ning's direction.

His expression was somewhat deranged: "It was me who practiced demonic arts, it has nothing to do with her! Kill me!"

"Behave yourself!"

Seeing this, the executioner kicked Yang Yicheng in the back of the knee, causing him to fall to his knees.

"I am the true demonic martial artist! Kill me!"

Yang Yicheng remained agitated.

The executioner was about to slap Yang Yicheng again when he saw Xu Ning approaching step by step, holding a short knife behind his back.

"Come on! Cut me down!"

Seeing Xu Ning approach, Yang Yicheng continued to provoke him.

He was completely unaware of the naivety and ridiculousness he was displaying.

"grown ups……"

When Nie Xiaowei saw Xu Ning approaching with a knife, she instinctively shielded Yang Yicheng behind her.

"He's talking nonsense, I'm the one who's lying..."

For the first time, panic appeared on Nie Xiaowei's face.

However, Xu Ning completely ignored Nie Xiaowei's words. He quickened his pace, his body suddenly accelerating. He drew his sword instantly and charged forward like a whirlwind.

Nie Xiaowei stretched out her arm, as if to defend herself.

However, the next moment, Xu Ning suddenly sidestepped past Nie Xiaowei.

Immediately afterwards, a metallic clanging sound was heard.

Ding Ding!

Xu Ning's blade deflected two metal throwing knives.

There's an assassin!

Nie Xiaowei then realized that someone had tried to kill her!

"I originally thought I could only get a minor role like Nie Xiaowei..."

Xu Ning's lips curled into a smile, his gaze fixed on the rooftop not far away: "I didn't expect..."

"And a big fish came too!"

Bang!

The next moment, Xu Ning suddenly sprang up, and cracks appeared in the ground beneath his feet. Relying solely on the strength of his physical body, he leaped vertically onto the roof.

From the rooftop, Xu Ning had a wide view and saw a masked figure facing him directly.

Without a doubt, the masked assassin appeared here to silence Nie Xiaowei.

"Is it the Demonic Sect behind it, afraid that Nie Xiaowei will fall into the hands of the Black Armor Guards and expose their secret?"

Xu Ning drew his knife and began walking on the rooftop, his speed increasing as he approached the masked assassin.

Upon seeing this, the masked assassin raised both hands simultaneously, and several more throwing knives came flying towards him.

Ding Ding Ding!

He either dodged or directly used his short knife to block the flying knives thrown by the masked assassin; not a single one hit Xu Ning.

"A martial artist at the Qi Sensing Realm!"

Xu Ning felt the force within the dart.

Seeing that his attack had failed, the masked assassin turned and fled.

Xu Ning also suddenly gave chase.

"Although it's at the Qi Sensing Realm... it doesn't seem very strong..."

During the pursuit, Xu Ning discovered that the opponent was slower than him.

Moreover, Xu Ning felt that the force of the throwing knife was very weak.

Not only Xu Ning, but the masked assassin also noticed that the two were getting closer and closer.

So as he fled, he threw flying knives outwards, trying to slow Xu Ning down.

However, Xu Ning was extremely agile, and the throwing knives had little effect on him. Nevertheless, because he kept throwing knives, the masked assassin's speed was slowed down once again.

Finally, the distance between the two closed.

"Got you!"

A fierce glint appeared in Xu Ning's eyes.

At the same time, his palms, along with his arms under his sleeves, began to darken slightly.

He stimulated the hardened skin.

Wow!

Xu Ning slashed down with his sword.

The masked assassin had no choice but to turn around and fight back.

At this moment, a dagger appeared in his hand, and he managed to block Xu Ning's attack with difficulty.

But the moment the blade made contact, he felt a needle-like pain in his forearm.

It was Xu Ning's powerful force attacking.

At this moment, Xu Ning also felt the masked assassin's strength.

The force was weak, and it was blocked by his own hard skin, so Xu Ning was hardly affected.

Upon seeing Xu Ning's reaction, a hint of panic appeared in the masked assassin's eyes.

Xu Ning keenly grasped this point.

Then, Xu Ning's short knife moved like a storm, relentlessly slashing at the masked assassin.

The masked assassin gritted his teeth and persevered, resisting Xu Ning's relentless barrage of blades.

Extremely penetrating force, immense physical strength, and a breathtakingly sharp blade...

Faced with all this, the masked assassin finally couldn't hold on any longer. His dagger was knocked away, and his forearm was torn apart by Xu Ning's blade.

Bang!

Xu Ning delivered an elbow strike to the masked assassin's forehead.

He wanted to capture him alive; otherwise, the masked assassin would have been killed with a single slash.

The masked assassin was struck hard by Xu Ning and became dizzy and nauseous.

Left with no other option, he bit his tongue to keep himself awake through the pain.

"not good!"

Xu Ning was startled when he saw the masked assassin make a chewing motion.

Was he going to bite off the poison sac and commit suicide?

What I want is to be alive.

Almost instinctively, Xu Ning grabbed the masked assassin's jawbone, twisted it forcefully, and dislocated it.

The masked assassin let out a painful whimper.

Then, Xu Ning pulled off his mask, revealing the face of an extremely ordinary middle-aged man.

Xu Ning pinched his chin, pried open his mouth, and examined him.

"I was being too cautious..."

Xu Ning found no poison sacs, so it seems the masked assassin didn't intend to commit suicide; he had just been overly sensitive.

"That's true... The development of poisons in this world is very slow... Martial artists cultivate martial arts, their physical bodies are strong, and their internal energy can easily force out poisons..."

"The cost of raw materials for making poisons targeting high-level martial artists is too high; it's better to use them to aid one's own cultivation..."

(End of this chapter)