C785 Decent
C785 Decent
This person was on guard against Sikong Banyu and did not dare to move because this person was too terrifying. His eyes glanced at the Four-Colored Divine Beast in the sky and he felt an indescribable fear.
"Who the hell are you?" he asked in a low voice.
Sikong Banyu raised his glass, took a sip and said with a smile, "As an assassin, how could you ask such a stupid question? It seems like you are not qualified as an assassin!"
It was true that he wasn't quite qualified. If he couldn't even confirm his own goal, then how could he still be considered a qualified killer? The middle-aged man was a very qualified assassin, but his target was terrifying. It was completely beyond his imagination and he found it hard to believe that this was the target he wanted to kill.
He was silent for a while, then suddenly sat down. Ignoring the bleeding wounds on his body, he took off the red cloth and looked at Sikong Banyu. He asked coldly, "Is this for me?"
Sikong Banyu nodded, "Since you can walk through the Four Symbols Formation, it shows that you have some ability. You can have a cup of wine to send me off."
"Good …" I, Song Xing, accept your kindness. " As he spoke, he lifted up the jar and gulped down a mouthful of wine. The spicy taste of the wine caused him to forget the pain in his body.
Not many people knew the name Song Xing, but the name of the Star Emissary was like a thunderclap that pierced the ears. It could be said that all the political leaders and rich people had nightmares in their hearts, and he was ranked second on the list of assassins in the dark night.
He put down the wine jar and picked up the military thorn stuck in the ground beside him. He looked at Sikong Banyu and said, "If I had known you were such a terrifying person, I would not have come to this deal. But now, it seems that I have no choice but to do it. I know I'm no match for you, but I still want to give it a try. "
Song Xing was very clear that the Sikong Banyu in front of him, this 20 years old fool, this genius who had just emerged and was in charge of China's economic independence, this unfathomable master, for the sake of the high reward, he came here to assassinate him, it was a huge mistake, this was not a person he could move against, such a method was unheard-of, and of these assassins, he was the only one who came here, it didn't even need to know that he was the last person to die.
Sikong Banyu glanced at him and said with a faint smile, "Don't be in such a hurry. You still have two helpers on the way. I believe you will be happy to wait for them." With that, his gaze shifted to the two figures that were slowly closing in on him. Song Xing followed Sikong Banyu's gaze and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
Every time the longsword in his hand was stirred up, it would set off waves of sword Qi attacks. He also discovered the laws of those illusions, as long as he was near enough to scatter them, then retreat, he would be able to avoid the fatal explosion. However, this black clothed man seemed to be much more relaxed than him.
"Black Emperor? "I didn't expect him to come as well. Phew …" Song Xing looked at the black-clothed man and quietly heaved a sigh of relief. The top ranker of the Dark Night Ranking, the mysterious Black Emperor, had never seen his true face, including the people who operated the Dark Night Tower, and Black Emperor had become famous by assassinating a master of the Great Perfection of the Heaven Level. No one could surpass him, and even Song Xing, who was ranked second on the Dark Night Ranking, was seeing Black Emperor for the first time.
It was a white-haired, bald old man. His robes looked messy, but the sword in his hand was not vague. Every time the phantoms approached him, they would be cut in half by his powerful sword and then retreat quickly using the explosive force. Although his clothes were tattered, he was the only one with no wounds on his body.
"Infidel Astov, hiss …" "Even this old fellow has come." Astov was a name that made people in the west tremble. This person had once fought alone against seven archbishops from different sects, and was on par with an expert from the Heaven Level, and ended up with six deaths and one injury. After the battle, Astov had become a wanted person in the sect, but everyone knew that it was only a formality, and the sect no longer dared to provoke Astov.
Some people said that the masters of the sects had come to an agreement with him and did not pursue the matter from before. However, the condition was that he would withdraw, but no one knew the specific reason. Who would have thought that even he would be moved this time.
When Astov and Black Emperor rushed out of the domain of the divine beasts, they found Sikong Banyu and Song Xing. The three of them were well-known figures and naturally knew each other, but no one moved.
"Hehe …" "Don't be so nervous." Sikong Banyu chuckled. He waved his hand and two jars of wine flew towards Black Emperor and Astov respectively, landing in front of them. However, the two didn't have any intention of fighting, but just looked at Sikong Banyu quietly because they both knew in their hearts that this was the biggest enemy they had ever met in their lives, a young man who looked to be in his twenties.
When Song Xing saw this, he raised his wine jar and smiled bitterly, "Black Emperor, Astov, this is the wine he prepared for us. I don't have the qualifications to drink it alone, so I'll wait for you guys."
Both Black Emperor and Astov understood the meaning of this sentence. Song Xing was the first to arrive here, but Sikong Banyu didn't attack him. Because he didn't have the qualifications, they wanted to wait for them to join forces. This caused the already fearful Black Emperor and Astov's faces to turn even paler. Was it Sikong Banyu's arrogance and conceit? Perhaps they thought so before, but now, there were already countless of assassins falling behind them. To become the spirit of the tomb was not arrogance, but pride.