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The man who quickly walked out was the commander of the Cloud Hunting Star, Heartless.

Wuqing wore a silver robe, also known as the killer robe. This Daoist robe was different from the other clothes, but it was somewhat similar to the mortal world's tight-fitting and dark clothes. It was more suitable for killing, and when moving, it would cast spells. The silver robe proved his identity, he was a silver killer.

There were a total of three levels of assassins in hunting sect, and the clothes they wore were different. Gold-ranked assassins could wear all sorts of clothes, or they could even wear gold robes. Silver brand killers had to wear silver robes, while Copper brand killers had to wear brass robes. As for direct disciples like Leng Xue, their killing robes were mostly black. Of course, other than the three colors Gold, Silver, and Yellow, he could also wear all kinds of Killing Robes at will. Their status was lower than that of a top assassin, a silver one at that.

Although Wuqing was only a silver medal assassin, his position as the commander of a planet was different. When the direct descendant disciples saw them, they had to be called equals. Not only was Wuqing's cultivation high and his strength powerful, his identity was also different. Just this fact of being able to mobilize all the assassins on a planet was not something that the direct disciples could compare to.

It was precisely because of this that when he saw Han Yan and Leng Xue, he did not warmly welcome them.

Han Yan did not care about all this, but Leng Xue could not take it anymore, and snorted: "Wuqing, we can consider ourselves acquainted now, is this the attitude you use to talk to me?"

Wuqing's personality was very simple. He was not afraid of anything. As long as he didn't betray the Devil Slaughter, he would not give face to anyone. It was true that his face had sunk after hearing Leng Xue's words. He said in disdain, "Who do I think has come! It turns out you have just joined the, and are just a direct descendant disciple. Other than seniority, we are of equal status, so why would we need to speak to you in a respectful tone? "

Hearing that, Leng Xue became extremely angry, and spoke with dissatisfaction: "I didn't make you use a respectful tone to speak, did I?! I just hope that you will be more polite when you speak, and not treat ordinary assassins like how you treat them. "

Wuqing coldly snorted, and disdainfully said: "Other than the Devil Slaughter Master Ancestor, I don't need to ingratiate myself with the mission holder. If you have something to say, quickly say it, I'm still waiting to go back and train my disciple!"

Just as Leng Xue was about to get angry, Han Yan pulled him out from the side and said: "When we came this time, Master Devil Slaughter issued an order, requesting for you to listen to my commands?"

"At your command?" Wuqing's expression did not change as he looked indifferently at Han Yan, and said. "Take out the tiger-shaped Jade Talisman, don't talk rubbish …"

This kind of attitude, even Han Yan was somewhat unable to continue watching. He slightly creased his brows, and didn't say anything more. He patted the storage bag at his waist and took out the tiger-shaped Jade Talisman. After that, he waved it in front of Wuqing and said: "I don't want to waste my breath either. When you see this, you should understand my purpose in coming here, right?" Unknowingly, his attitude wasn't very friendly either.

He mercilessly looked at the Jade Talisman and nodded: "There's no problem with the Jade Talisman. What did you say just now, for me to listen to your commands?"

Han Yan nodded: "Do you have any objections?"

"Of course." "Hmph!" Wuqing snorted coldly, disdain flashing past his eyes as he said coldly, "I just said that I would only listen to the orders of the Demon Killing Master Ancestor. He told me to listen to your commands, so I shouldn't refuse him. However, you are just a cultivator with mid infant-changing stage. You want all my copper brand assassins, including a portion of silver brand assassins, to listen to your command, do you think our brothers will submit to you? "

Wuqing's cultivation was not low, and he had already reached the level of Late Infant-changing Stage. The killing intent exuding from his body, was much larger than that of the cold wind. In addition, he had been training his killing techniques year round, so his killing techniques were much better than the cold wind. If he were to fight against Leng Feng, without using the Magic Killing Sword Qi, he would definitely not be a match for him. Even if he used it, Wuqing had a high chance of killing him.

Wuqing's cultivation was not high, but his strength was very strong. If a commander was weak, how could a subordinate obey his commands? Perhaps it was because of this or perhaps it was due to some other reason, but Wuqing did not give Han Yan any face at all.

In the world of cultivation, strength was always the key. It was more useful than having more.

Han Yan understood this point and asked: "What do you want?"

"Defeat me." Heartless' words were concise and there was no room for rebuttal in his tone.

"Sure." Han Yan's expression was solemn as he said seriously.

Seeing Han Yan's expression, the corner of Wuqing's mouth revealed a strange smile, and said: "Interesting, there are a lot of people sent by the Demon Killing Master Ancestor, but they're all trash. I hope you're not like them, scared off the moment you start fighting." After saying that, he paused for a moment before continuing, "Spells have no eyes, most of my spells are killing blows. After saying that, he paused for a moment and continued," Spells have no eyes, after that, most of my spells are killing blows.

Han Yan's expression was solemn as he said indifferently: "I also give you this. If you die, you can only blame your poor skills."

When those words came out, Wuqing couldn't help but be taken aback, then he said with a cold smile, "You are indeed quite interesting. There are many cultivators who have come here, and you are the first to say such words. Since you think you have the ability to kill me, then do it! However, fighting like this is meaningless. Later, I will call all of our brothers over and we can have another round. What do you think? "

"As you wish." Han Yan said without a care. It was as though he could accept whatever the other party wanted to do.

After staring at Han Yan for a moment, he suddenly felt that the man in front of him was not simple, it made him feel a sense of fear. However, this feeling had never appeared in his thousands of years of being a commander. However, since he already said those words, there was nothing he could do about it. He waved his hand towards the valley behind him, and the formation opened up. A huge valley appeared in his line of sight.

There weren't many cultivators in the valley, only about a thousand people. Among these people, there were more than 100 of them wearing silver robes and the rest were all copper brand killers. The two of them were in a group and were training to kill each other. These people moved very fast and their attacks were vicious. Almost every attack was aimed at their dantian, an absolute killing move. As long as the dantian was destroyed, it could injure the primordial spirit. A skilled assassin could even forcefully destroy the primordial spirit the moment the magic treasure entered the dantian.

The formation outside the valley was activated, and everything was exposed to the world outside. Even though everyone knew what was going on around them, it seemed as though they didn't see anything, as they continued to train. During the training, one could hear low growls from time to time. After each growl, the killing intent in the valley became stronger. Although these assassins were few in number, they all obeyed his orders. They would not let the situation outside interfere with them.

Han Yan's eyes flashed, he was surprised, these people were all qualified assassins.

Wuqing's eyes were filled with pride. He waved his sleeves, and immediately said in a stern voice, "Everyone, rest today. Everyone, stand to the side and watch the competition."

After everyone heard this, they immediately put down what they were about to do and put away their magic treasures. Then, they walked to the empty land surrounding the valley. They did not take out the prayer mats when they arrived at the open ground. They did not care whether the ground was clean or not. They immediately sat down cross-legged. They just sat there neatly, staring straight ahead as if they were boulders.2

He looked towards Han Yan without mercy, raised his right hand and made a inviting gesture.

Han Yan did not pretend to not know what to do, and nodded to Leng Xue, giving her a look that she still had to worry about, then he walked to the center of the valley.

At the same time that Han Yan started moving, Wuqing also walked over.

Outside the valley, only Leng Xue and Thoughtless were left.

Wu Xiang sighed and muttered, "Another one, another one …"

Hearing this, Leng Xue frowned, and asked in puzzlement: "What's wrong?"

Wu Xiang glanced in Han Yan's direction and said with a bitter smile in a low voice, "You don't know, brother Wuqing is a homicidal maniac. If anyone disagrees with him, or if he doesn't agree with others, they will fight like this. This is not a simple duel. This is simply putting one's life on the line. Either he dies, or he kills others. "

As he spoke to here, Wu Nian's eyes flashed with fear. It could be seen just how tragic the duel had been. He inhaled a deep breath of cool air and continued: "Martial Uncle Leng Xue, you came here this time was a mistake. Even if you have Jade Talisman s, after you can't move them, you should leave. "Actually, it's too late for you to leave now …"

Leng Xue looked at him somewhat differently, and said: "Wuqing is really that powerful?"

"Not just powerful, he's not fighting, he's fighting with his life." Thoughtless said anxiously, "Hurry up and let him go! "I don't want to see the two of you come, and one of you go back, or both of you will not be able to …" What he said was right, if Han Yan died, Leng Xue would definitely take revenge for him, and at that time, Leng Xue would also not be able to leave this place alive.

Regarding this point, Leng Xue was not the least bit worried. Forget about him, even if a thousand people attacked together, it would still be impossible to kill Han Yan. Therefore, Leng Xue's eyes did not contain the slightest bit of worry, and laughed: "You think that Wuqing is powerful, but I also believe that my husband, Wuqing, is not his match …"

Thoughtless seemed to know that Leng Xue would say that, and he sighed: "When they first came, they said that, but in the end! They all died under Brother Wuqing's hands. " He paused for a moment, but still couldn't resist reminding him: "Martial Uncle Leng Xue, later on, you have to be mentally prepared. If your husband is dead, don't say anything, bring his corpse back with you …"

Leng Xue smiled indifferently, and did not say anything else. He walked over to an empty spot in the valley mouth and sat down on a praying mat.

Wu Nian shook his head and laughed bitterly. Although he didn't ask about the training grounds, he had seen too many things like this, and didn't believe that Han Yan could survive in his merciless hands. The reason was simple, because three hundred years ago, Mosha had once sent a silver-ranked assassin with perfect Late Infant-changing Stage to come here. He wanted to replace Wuqing's position, and he couldn't avoid a huge battle afterwards.

Heartless was so cruel because he wanted to kill them so that none of the disciples would be afraid of blood. If a disciple saw this fight, their face would turn pale or they would vomit. The first time would be a warning, and the second time would be the same. If there's a third time, then I'm sorry, I'll have to fight in the ring. If he won, he would replace Wuqing's position. If he lost, he would also be smashed to smithereens.

It was undeniable that although the ruthless method was cruel, it could train the strongest killer in the shortest amount of time.

The two of them stood on the empty space in the middle of the valley and looked at each other. A gust of cold wind blew past them, and their clothes fluttered in the wind, making "shua shua" sounds.

After three breaths of time, Wuqing's body suddenly emanated a huge killing intent. Under his control, it condensed into the center of his palm. He gave a low shout and said in an ice-cold and emotionless voice, "I don't need to say the rules, do I? If you want to mobilize these cultivators and make them listen to your orders, there's only one way. That is to kill me and take over my place in their hearts. "

"Every one of my men is a man of iron. They would never listen to the orders of a good-for-nothing."

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