The night was dark and moonless, with only scattered candlelight reflecting the glimmer of the snow.

In the room, Li Yuan tidied up a little, mainly bringing the Mixed Gold Great Xiyi Hammer, Qi Wen Forging Hammer, Qianjun Heavy Hammer, and the best Liuhe Boots and Jiuhe Boots to his own hands.

When he pushed open the door and walked out, he saw a masked man in black clothes standing in the courtyard.

"Walk!"

Jing Shuhu lowered his voice, turned around and disappeared into the night.

"Compared to Lao Han, Lao Jingtou is still a little more indecisive. It's been delayed for a day, so it shouldn't be a big problem, right?"

Li Yuan murmured in his heart, moved slightly, and followed.

This was already the second day after he went to the Can Temple. Jing Shuhu thought about it for a long time and asked many disciples of the Supervisory Hall to get information before he made up his mind.

Huhu~

In the night, Li Yuan rises and falls calmly.

The White Crane Lifting Technique and the Falcon Step he practiced were only moderately successful, but with the blessing of two pairs of third-level boots, he could easily keep up.

'Is this guy so talented in Qinggong?'

In the night, listening to the subtle sound of the wind behind him, Uncle Jing was a little surprised.

There is no superior Qing Kung in the Divine Weapon Valley, and the only few intermediate Qing Kung are in the secret building. At best, this kid has learned a few low Qing Kung, just footwork, and he can actually keep up with him?

With his heart moving slightly, Jing Shuhu quickened his pace.

He majored in the 'Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada', and also practiced six different low-level light skills to improve verticality. In addition, he had deep internal energy.

There is no trace when stepping on the snow, no sound when landing, and the ups and downs are like ghosts.

"You still want to test me now?"

Li Yuan cursed in his heart, but his feet slowed down slightly. It was better not to irritate the old man at this time.

"The light kung fu is not inferior to that of Yi Sha Dacheng! This boy's talent is better than the old man... even better than Han Chuijun."

After Shuhu accelerated several times and consciously tried out Li Yuan's Qinggong movement, he stabilized his speed and headed towards the Temple of Remnant.

Li Yuan followed at a short distance, and when he reached the street where the Temple of Remnant Temple was located, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw masked men in black scurrying out of the shadows.

He is clearly the elite of the Supervisory Hall.

"Is Lao Jingtou afraid of the ruined temples? Or is it that he doesn't want to offend the imperial court behind these temples?"

Li Yuan thought to himself, and pulled up the rag on his face. Following the example, he wrapped it more tightly than anyone else.

"Spread out and hide. You are not allowed to enter the temple until you see my order!"

Jing Shuhu glanced at everyone and quickly ordered.

A group of disciples from the Overwatch Hall nodded and dispersed silently to the streets near the Temple of Remnants.

"You, follow me."

He glanced at Li Yuan: "You decide the distance yourself, it must be within my sight..."

Li Yuan's Qing Gong is far better than other disciples, but he is not too reassured.

Li Yuan nodded without making a sound at all.

To be lurking, you have to look like you are lurking. Otherwise, how can you disguise yourself?

call!

After passing by Shuhu's feet, he jumped onto the courtyard wall that was about ten feet high. Li Yuan followed closely, only to see the old man swooping down.

Along with the imperceptible sound of breaking through the air, the mastiff dogs inside the courtyard wall silently threw themselves to the ground. When they landed, a group of patrolling guards were also brought down.

"This is so skillful? You are a veteran!"

Li Yuan was a little surprised.

Sneaking, assassination, hidden weapons, location identification... He had read about these things in the library books, but he was not very skilled at them yet, but Jing Shuhu was extremely sophisticated.

All the way to the main hall, there were no guards, and the mastiff could even make half a cry.

"Top Assassin!"

On the roof of the main hall, Li Yuan felt a shiver in his heart. For this series of actions, he had to review it at least several times and check the points in advance before he could do it.

Jing Shuhu can easily do it and find the best entry point...

"Wait here!"

Jing Shuhu said softly and fell with the wind. The time he chose was when dark clouds covered the moon and shadows covered the backyard.

"These old men are not simple."

Li Yuan lay on the roof of the main hall and reluctantly glanced at the large incense burner in front of the hall. He was surrounded by disciples from the Supervisory Hall. He did not dare to take away the incense burner just like that.

After thinking about it, he looked at the bamboo forest in the backyard. Under the shadows, the bamboo forest was very quiet, with only a few scattered lights on.

As soon as Jing Shuhu landed, he seemed to blend into the shadows. He stared so hard that he lost sight of it.

"Good guy!"

Li Yuan took a deep breath.

He also thought that he was good at assassination. Compared with this veteran, his own methods were nothing to mention.

"This must be at least a gold medal killer, right? Hmm... Could it be that Lao Jingtou is also the killer of Zhaixing Tower?"

Li Yuan was a little frightened, and his thoughts were running wild.

But he quickly gathered his thoughts and stared at the deep bamboo forest, quietly dormant and waiting.

…

"call!"

In the thatched cottage, Su Wanxiong breathed a long sigh of relief, his complexion returned to rosy, and he pulled out the last trace of cicada energy.

"What a Kuyue, what a Cicada Sword!"

Under the candlelight, Su Wanxiong's eyes sparkled: "Next time I see you again, I must let you taste the taste of Old Master Zimu Qigong!"

His voice was low, with strong murderous intent.

If he hadn't been seriously injured, he wouldn't have paid much attention to Han Chuijun, not to mention Kuyue's group of people.

Stab~

He tore open his clothes and saw a shallow fingerprint on his chest that lingered. This was the most serious injury on his body.

It took several years to recover.

"Yi Qi points the soul finger, Fang Yuanqing, Yi Qi Zhuang..."

Su Wanxiong's face twitched. Yiqizhuang is as famous as Longhu Temple and one of the five top sects of Universiade.

This injury is difficult to heal, and this revenge is difficult to avenge.

unless……

"Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer!"

Su Wanxiong's eyes flashed with coldness, he picked up a letter from the table, pulled it out and read:

"Meng Zhan can't help it anymore? When he really worships the Blood King Kong... who?!"

Phew~

The strong wind howled and the door of the house opened.

In the courtyard, One-Eye Temple Zhu bowed slightly: "Captain, there is a letter from outside the city, saying that Wan Ya's disciple Qi Ying suddenly left with a group of people, suspected to intercept and kill Shi Hong..."

"Kill Shi Hong? Wan Ya only has this much courage, but if he wants to kill Shi Hong, Qi Ying is not qualified enough."

Su Wanxiong didn't take it seriously: "Who is Shi Hong?!"

Whoosh!

Su Wanxiong shouted loudly, and the one-eyed Miao Zhu trembled in horror: "Helmsman?!"

boom!

The ghost-headed sword slashed through the roof, tiles and beams fell off, and dust filled the air.

"no one?"

Su Wanxiong walked out of the dust, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, and he clearly felt a biting chill.

Boom!

Almost the moment Su Wanxiong walked out of the house, the one-eyed Miao Zhu felt as if there was thunder in his ears. He turned back in the dark,

Only then did he realize with shock that there was no one in the space a few feet behind him?!

boom!

Brains burst and blood splattered.
To be continued...