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Although Nightblade has been living within the Heavenly Monarch Family, he has never truly integrated into the Heavenly Monarch Family.

Night Blade actually knew very well in his heart that he was just a sword that the Heavenly Monarch Family had been cultivating.

And it's the kind of knife that has been hidden in the dark and will never be seen.

Just like the mountain range where he and his subordinates live, it can only be hidden in the shadows of prosperity.

The Celestial Monarch family had given names to all the mountains in their sphere of influence,

but this tomb-like place compared to the other mountains didn't even have a name.

A month ago, Night Blade received the task of the Heavenly Monarch Family to assassinate Chu Qingshan by himself, and the Spirit Heaven Sect was in charge of teaching Chu Qingshan.

Originally, Nightblade still felt that according to the news he had received earlier, the master hidden in the Spirit Heaven Sect.

He once killed the South China Sea Sword King in seconds without much effort, this kind of existence at the peak level of the cultivation world.

If he went to assassinate the head of the Lingtian Sect this time, he would definitely encounter the secret obstruction of that mysterious master.

But the task of the Tianjun family was released, and there was no room for him to refuse.

The high-level members of the Tianjun family will not care about the life or death of their killer, at most they will only regret it after their death.

And then change the person to cultivate.

After Night Blade had used his secret kung fu to the extreme, he used his peak Nine Heavens strength to assassinate Chu Qingshan.

During the whole process, I didn't see any movement of the mysterious master who was hidden.

He easily succeeded in plucking Chu Qingshan's heart out and returned to the Heavenly Monarch Family to complete this task.

Although the crow also felt a little strange about this situation

, he thought that the mysterious master who was hidden might just care about the sect of Lingtian Sect, and didn't care who was in charge.

Or maybe it was that the mysterious master who had been hiding had been operating within the sphere of influence of the Spirit Heaven Sect, and had

not followed Chu Qingshan out to exchange resources with the people of the Blood Sea Demon Sect.

In the days that followed, Nightblade's side returned to its former peace.

Although Nightblade is a killer, he still likes to wear a white robe when he has no tasks on weekdays.

The expression is cold and numb, but I usually only like to grow flowers and raise grass, if you look at it purely on the surface.

At most, they would think that this was a very strange person, and they would never think that he was the best killer in the Heavenly Monarch family.

And on this day, when the Night Blade was watering its flowers as usual after finishing his practice.

Suddenly, I noticed something wrong.

Now that the Night Blade has reached the pinnacle of the Supreme Nine Heavens,

he is also a master who has been sent by the Heavenly Monarch Family to do assassination missions all year round.

The Nightblade is very sensitive to the perception of danger, unless it wants the source that is unfavorable to itself to be too different from its own realm.

"Will I be someone else's prey this time?" Nightblade

muttered to himself, his eyes instantly sharpening.

Putting down the watering can for watering the flowers in his hand, a bloody aura erupted from the whole person's body, which was almost visible to the naked eye.

No matter how much Night Blade raises flowers and grass, and cultivates his body, he is also a demon after all.

Moreover, he killed half his life, and countless people died in his hands.

Just as Nightblade's aura changed, a young man from outside the courtyard slowly walked in.

Nightblade turned around and took a look, and Ah Hua, who walked to his courtyard, said

, "Human boy, you can reach the Supreme Realm at a young age, and you can be regarded as a rare genius in the human race.

But with your current strength, you dare to stand in front of me, what is the basis for that?"

After Ah Hua came down from the Taimiao, he didn't delay any longer, and directly ran into the sphere of influence of the Heavenly Monarch Family.

It was indeed not easy for other people in this cultivation world to inquire about the news

of the Night Blade, but Ah Hua was the youngest son of the Blood Sea Demon Sect after all, and

it was not difficult to learn the news of the Night Blade.

And with the blank piece of paper that Zhou Yi gave him, Ah Hua was very confident.

directly ignored the existence of the Heavenly Monarch family and came to this nameless mountain range.

"You're the three-legged iron crow?" Ah

Hua didn't answer Nightblade's question, but looked at the other party with some confusion and asked

, "Knowing what my body is, it seems that you guys have done a good job of investigating me."

You don't need to ask, you are here to seek revenge on me, right?" Nightblade

knew very well in his heart that he was a sharp blade in the night,

and he didn't know how many people he had killed and how many enemies he had provoked over the years.

When someone comes to this mountain range to find himself, it is impossible to repay his kindness except for revenge.

And I don't have any friends in my life.

"Do you remember that a month ago, you were arranged by the Heavenly Monarch Family to assassinate Chu Qingshan, the head of the Lingtian Sect?

Ah Hua adjusted his breath and spoke coldly.

"What you said is quite polite, you should be that Chu Qingshan's disciple, right?

Nightblade laughed disdainfully at Ah Hua's remarks.

"You guessed right!"

"With your cultivation that has just stepped into the Supreme Realm, you are indeed a rare genius to see outside.

But in front of me, I don't know how many people I've killed.

Nightblade said this in a cold tone, and his figure flickered directly, not intending to continue to follow the nonsense of the boy who didn't know the height of the sky.

With lightning speed, he pounced directly on Ah Hua.

Ah Hua had long been prepared for the Nightblade Storm, and he had already put a hand in his arms.

Almost at the same time as the Night Blade rushed towards him, Ah Hua took out the blank paper that Zhou Yi had asked him to carry with him from his arms.

The next moment the blank paper appeared, Nightblade's forward figure paused violently.

His eyes were fixed on the blank paper, very jealous.

Although Ah Hua couldn't see anything extraordinary on

the white paper, Nightblade could clearly see that on the white paper, the nine town characters formed a golden Buddha.

At this time, the big Buddha's eyes were slightly closed, his hands pinched the Buddha seal, and he sat on a huge lotus flower.

Even Nightblade could hear the voice of the Great Buddha with a compassionate face, chanting scriptures.

Which Sanskrit sounds are in the ears make the three-legged iron crow of the night blade suddenly feel dizzy.

Nightblade was originally full of killing intent all over his body, but when he saw the big Buddha, he felt that the other party was standing up to the sky.

And he is just an inconspicuous obstacle at the feet of the Buddha.

"What exactly are you holding in your hand?" The

more Nightblade looked at the Buddha, the more he felt as if he was imprisoned and unable to move.

Turning his neck with difficulty, he shouted angrily at Ah Hua.

"Of course it's something that kills you!" The

nine town characters that Zhou Yi wrote in the bamboo house earlier were not just to give them some magical powers that he had comprehended.

He also included the undifficult Dharma appearance that he saw in the world of the sword, and a trace of charm on his body.

As a killer, Nightblade has so many debts of sin that he is carrying,

and now he can't move at all in the face of this compassionate Buddha's dharma.

Although Ah Hua couldn't see it, he could sense a majestic power from the white paper.

At this time, it was surging towards the three-legged iron black in front of it, as if forming an invisible majestic mountain, suppressing it below.