222, Grey Assassin Can Tian

The red sun fell into the thick clouds, and the distant mountains on the edge of the forest pierced the sky like canine teeth. Han Jing looked up when she heard the sound and saw the beautiful picture. She subconsciously dodged, but in fact, she didn't see anything abnormal.

As soon as she floated up, she suddenly felt like a cold poisonous snake swimming through her heart. Han Jing's invisible attack had come, and she felt that her body was hit by a feminine force.

The sword spirit of the ice soul sword broke out in an instant, and the fierce cold sword spirit spread around with Han Jing as the center. The air turned into an ice-blue white fog, and the ground quickly condensed into ice.

A light black figure separated from the distant mountain shadow like intertwined dog teeth and broke into Han Jing's sight, as if a candlelight lit in her eyes.

He is an assassin who is good at hiding, and his body in a gray shirt is like an empty gray shell. His eyes were gray and dull, looking silent and dull, but if you look closely, you can find that there is an extremely complex and fierce look hidden in his empty eyes.

Han Jing has never seen such eyes. Before that, she couldn't imagine that a person could have such a pair of eyes. Is he still alive?

Those are two eyes that people can't take their eyes off at first sight, with indescribable hatred and loneliness and cold eyes, making your heart tremble, and those who are almost determined will be stunned and let him slaughter.

The ice-blue light in Hanjing's body is as impenetrable as the sunlight reflected by the iceberg. Her skin color is more fair, not the kind of paleness of blood loss. Her skin is rouge because of anger, and her facial features are carefully carved like a craftsman without any flaws. She is beautiful.

Assassins and assassins are completely representatives of two extremes. Their encounter is like the mirror of the iceberg under the red sun hitting the darkness of the lonely night. Either the black erases the existence of the light, or the light tears the black, and it is absolutely impossible to coexist.

Just one was forced out by Han Jing to face, and it can be seen that the assassin fell behind. Although she relied on the power of the ice sword, who cares about this at this time!

Ye Chaoyun was threatened by Han Jing as a doll. The poor child had difficulty breathing, but his eyes flashed with blood-eating. If he could call out, he would definitely call "Kill him!"

Ye Guyun slowed down, pushed him away by an invisible force, and then was intercepted by another assassin in gray. The blood knife was suppressed and shrouded in a gray fog. Unless the knife spirit woke up, he had no strength to break through the gray fog.

Not only Han Jing and Ye Guyun were attacked, but Xie Jin were both attacked.

At this time, the people brought into the Black Moon Forest were almost gathered. This is a strong team, but the gray assassins seemed to have sprung up after rain, and soon showed a state of one-sided suppression - it was Han Jing's side that was suppressed and beaten. Except for a few people who could fight back, no one else did not return. The power of hands.

After Yang Feng shouted, there was no sound. But Han Jing knew that he was there and understood that he must have another deployment. What her people had to do was to delay as much as possible if they could not quickly form a strong counterattack.

However, there are still cold families who have no combat effectiveness in the Baihua Huichun array. They are all relatives with the same blood flowing in her body. She can afford to delay. They can't afford to delay. When the people in gray destroy the Baihua Huichun array, they will have to die.

"Damn it, you guys!" Han Jing was angry. A sense of momentum broke out on her body, as if it were real, as if thousands of ice swords were scattered around her in an instant.

The wind passing through the forest seemed to freeze at this moment.

The treetops hung with ice edges, and the leaves were also covered with thin ice like ice jade shining against the sun.

The night clouds held in Han Jing's arms are like an ice cave. Damn it, this girl can exert such a strong power as the ice soul sword. Why is her body not injured?

The gray-clothed irritating guest was also suffocated by the cold pressure. His eyes, which made people unable to look away at first sight, also showed an incredible look.

He also realized that Han Jing was borrowing the power of the sword, and his own strength could not reach such a height, but the low-level monks would pay the price of self-harm. This self-harm may be burning spiritual power or abandoning a certain part of the body. But he didn't see what the price of self-harm paid by Han Jing was?

The cold sword spirit that came out of the sword continued to spread, forming a piece of ice and snow, and the cold momentum also climbed to the peak, and the extremely strong momentum shrouded in this ice and snow.

"Fighty these gray wolves!" Han Jing roared fiercely. In fact, she attaches great importance to people in gray, calling them gray wolves, not grey dogs.

Han Jing's opponent was also angry. When fighting with him, she was ready to deal with his companions at the same time. Isn't this girl a little arrogant? You are crazy! However, people who are so crazy in front of my Cantian died. He said, as if he were squeezing this string of words from between his teeth.

Crazy is my sister's true nature, and arrogance is my sister's specialty. Can Tian, right? I will make you crippled today!" Han Jing laughed loudly.

In the laughter, the sword light danced, driving the violent ice energy to rotate. An ice mysterious power whirlpool centered on the ice soul sword suddenly appeared, looking like Han Jing holding the high-speed flying and rapidly enlarged ice mysterious power whirlpool.

Xie Jin and others all know the fierce name of the assassin in gray with her ignorance. This guy is the top ten assassins in the world. The specific ranking is controversial. Some people think that he should be ranked second, while others think that he should be ranked fourth. But no matter what, it shows how strong he is.

In fact, even if Han Jing knows who Can Tian is, she won't care how horrible this guy is. In her concept, there is only the difference between friends and enemies. Friends should be treated from the bottom of their hearts, and the enemy should be hit hard.

Can Tian was thundered by the words "make you disabled today" and laughed angrily instead. Well, let me teach you the means." As he spoke, his body rotated rapidly, and the gray fog enveloped his body, as if he were a fog in the world, floating in the ice and snow.

The gray fog gradually fades away. Once it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, it will be much easier for Can Tian to assassinate Han Jing. But under the power of the ice soul sword, it is almost impossible for him to hide perfectly.

The cold sword spirit made the blood of the sky cold, and the suction of the ice mysterious whirlpool was still pulling the gray fog that made him hide, and his action became slow. This situation looked somewhat strange.

While Can Tian was trying to break free from the whirlpool of ice, Han Jing suddenly shouted, "Go to death!" The ice Xuanli whirlpool in her hand "boom" scattered like a hundred swords, and the ice light instantly reflected the world.

This is an indiscriminate attack! Xie Jin and other masters were frightened, and the hearts of those silver Xuanqi with lower strength trembled, and they almost thought that Han Jing would destroy them together.

Will Han Jing do the kind of thing that hurts the enemy a thousand and loses 800? It seems that she will when she is completely enraged, but what she loses is herself and will not exchange her companion's life for the fruit of victory.

The sword spirit of a hundred swords is actually controlled by Binger and the soul. As senior sword spirits, it is really a piece of cake for them to explore hundreds of swordsmen. The sword spirit is like an eye-catching man in gray.

The sword spirit entered the body, and the body of the man in gray suddenly froze like an ice sculpture. Under this blow, there were really heavy casualties.

Can Tian didn't understand how Han Jing fought well with herself and attacked others. Surprised, his movements did not stop. While the whirlpool of his ice mysterious power dissipated, he quickly stabbed Han Jing.

It's a sword so dark that it doesn't reflect anything. Like a poisonous snake, it slid silently out of the dark grass and ran quickly to Han Jing's throat, as fast as lightning.