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Chapter 214 Assassination Pavilion

Zhou Yunsen sat alone in the Class A suite of Wanxiang Pavilion, while eating snacks, while quietly watching Black Widow. Recommended: April 24th new masterpiece "Time Traveling through the Great Villain" http://www./3_3232/

Not only did he not get angry about Black Widow's incident that seriously interfered with the fairness of the auction, he smiled, "This woman is interesting!"

One afternoon passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Wuyou's body turned into two fogs and followed the two people who took away the fishing rod and Xuan Tianjian.

The middle-aged man holding Xuantianjian turned into an alley not far from Haishen Pavilion. When he turned in, he paused deliberately, glanced in all directions.

He walked in quietly when he found that no one was paying attention to him at this time.

Zhang Wuyou's chaotic figure is not much different from the normal airflow, so, in the eyes of others, he is just a slightly strange ball of air.

Following the man, Zhang Wuyou also stepped into the alley.

But what is strange is that the long alley is at the end and there is no path to accommodate people on both sides, but the person is just gone.

What Zhang Wuyou can confirm is that that person is definitely not a person who practices.

Following the wall, slowly groping forward, and the sensitive power of perception spreads toward the surrounding area.

"You did a great job! Now give me Xuantianjian and you can leave!"

Suddenly, a low voice came from the wall, and Zhang Wuyou paused and held his breath.

"That...you promised me..."

"You said five million, right! I'll get it for you now!" The person who spoke was about to turn around, but a killer full of murderous aura suddenly rushed over behind him.

The killer took action neatly and stabbed his eyebrows with a sword. The man lost his sense of perception of the world before he could even react, and his head was split in half.

"Bah, I still want money, but you don't think about it. Our Li family always cares about others' money, but who dares to care about us asking for money!"

As he said that, the group of people were about to turn around and leave with Xuan Tianjian.

But it was abruptly. They found that the door behind them was sealed tightly and could not be pushed open no matter how hard they tried.

"Hurry, go from behind!"

The leader made a quick decision and directed everyone to run towards the wall behind.

This wall is not physical, but a revolving door. The man who died just now came in from here.

Squeak!

The thick wall door was slowly opened, but what caught everyone's eyes was Zhang Wuyou's warm face.

"Everyone, why do you leave just by saying that! Since we are all here, let's talk!"

Zhang Wuyou said, stepping into the wall door with one foot, and behind him, I don’t know when the monkey has arrived.

"Kill him!"

The leader ordered the killer beside him.

"The assassination killers never kill the nameless people. Let's report to you!"

The killer looked at Zhang Wuyou and Monkey with a somewhat depressed expression, and did not take action immediately. He instinctively felt that he was definitely not the opponent of these two people, so he said that he was the killer of the Assassination Pavilion.

The only purpose is to shock them with the name of Assassination Pavilion.

When Zhang Wuyou heard this, he smiled, "Assassination Pavilion? I haven't heard of it! If you don't want to die, let this old man hand over the Xuan Tianjian to me!"

"Do you know this is Xuan Tianjian?" The old man looked a little shocked.

"What are you talking about? Either die or hand over the Xuantianjian!" The monkey was a little impatient. These people were so presumptuous in front of Zhang Wuyou. If it were normal, he would have killed him with one stick.

"I don't care who you are. This Xuantianjian is my Li family's thing. No matter who it is, you can't take it away from me!"

"Monkey, they've given it to you!"

Zhang Wuyou quickly retreated aside, found a chair to sit down, and watched the monkey leisurely after the disaster.

When the monkey heard this, his blood that was thriving in war began to boil, "Master, just wait!"

As soon as the sound came, he slapped the wall door with a palm. The thick gate originally needed to be controlled by a mechanism, but at this time the monkey closed it with just one palm.

When the palm is empty, the golden cudgel immediately turns from virtual to solid.

"Bang!"

A sound of brain rupture sounded, and the old man's already bald head was opened.

"Have you considered it?" Assassination Pavilion Killer was frightened, but his face was still calm.

Since he chose the killer industry, his brain has long been no longer his own, so he had already expected the result today.

"Your Excellency, do you know that behind my assassination Pavilion is the support of the leader of the Luoye Sect in Kunlun Mountain!" The killer tried his best to avoid the monkey's first attack.

"Just fucking you said so much!"

The monkey swept over again with the golden cudgel in his hand, and its main target was this killer.

Seeing this, the killer shut up and turned his head to look at Zhang Wuyou. Perhaps Zhang Wuyou was a breakthrough, and now he could only treat the dead horse as a silence.

"Wu Kui Ji...Prajna Paramita!"

A lengthy Buddhist sound was shouted out from the killer's mouth, and his hands kept folding and making gestures.

The Fanyin ended, and the killer's figure disappeared instantly.

"What's the thing? It's like Sakyamuni's catchphrase, and the shadow killing technique of the island country!"

Zhang Wuyou shook his head disdainfully, then reached out and slapped it into the void, and the killer was instantly fallen from the void to the ground.

The monkey cooperated with extreme tacit understanding. Before the killer could speak, he had already smashed him into meat paste.

"Fuck, I'll make you talk too much!" The monkey spat at the meat paste, and then looked at the people who were already scared.

Although these people also have some force, they are still much worse than this killer.

"The Buddhists do not kill! Amitabha!" The monkey joined me at the remaining people.

But he didn't even see his hand put down, and the golden cudgel in his hand had already smashed from the sky.

The golden light flashed away, and the remaining people immediately turned into a pool of blood.

"Monkey, didn't you say you didn't kill?"

"Master, have you seen me killing?" The monkey spread his hands with a smile, and then burned the ground of the minced meat in the house with a fire.

"That's true, I really didn't see it!" Zhang Wuyou said, with a move in the void in his right hand, Xuan Tianjian flew over with a swish.

Looking at the lost Xuan Tianjian, Zhang Wuyou felt a lot of emotion, but his hands did not dare to touch it.

Know five hundred years before, and five hundred years later!

If this Xuantianjian really reflects who moved the dust platform...

And this person is the person he least wants to believe in, what should I do?

I felt nervous, not knowing whether to inspire it, but just when he finally made up his mind, he realized that the Xuantian Mirror was actually bad, and the ghost of the Mirror was no longer visible.
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