Chapter 708 No martial ethics

Several people were ready to fight, and took advantage of the night to escape into the darkness.

Several spiritual generals have jobs, but Wanmian has nothing to do.

He looked at Jiang Yueshen eagerly and said:

"King, please assign me some tasks."

"Otherwise, I don't know if I will be laughed to death by those two brats."

"Otherwise they would really think that I am old and useless."

Jiang Yueshen smiled and said, "Lao Wan, your injury has not healed yet, so just take a good rest."

"Leave the fighting and killing to the young people."

Wanmian was speechless. It seemed that he was really old...

Jiang Yueshen then smiled again and said, "It's not like you don't have a job."

"Don't I still have to rely on you to find those potions?"

Hearing this, Wan Mian pulled a long face and suddenly laughed.

Just like the chrysanthemums blooming in spring...

"Leave it to me, King."

Then, Wanmian transformed into a ghost and floated towards the guesthouse.

Jiang Yueshen waited there until the spiritual generals could lure the enemy away from the mountain.

It’s not too late to take action yourself.

On the other side, in the guesthouse.

Steel Blade, who was originally sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes.

This kid is worthy of being a top master who crushes the black section. Even when he is sleeping soundly at night, he is still alert enough to detect any abnormality.

He heard light footsteps gradually coming towards their room.

The steel blade flipped over and landed lightly on the ground without making any sound.

Then he hid behind the door, found a suitable place to attack and hid.

With the help of moonlight, he saw a light blade extending from a gap between the door and the door frame.

With a slight lift, he lifted the door lock inside the house, again without making any sound.

Then, the door was slowly pushed open, and a dark shadow with several heads gradually appeared.

The next second, there was a swish sound, and it felt like the air was being torn apart.

This blow was naturally swung by a steel-blade knife.

However, the black shadow seemed to have known that he would be ambushed, and his dodging speed was even faster than his sword!

In less than a blink of an eye, the black shadow ran away to the far end of the corridor.

"idiot!"

Gangfengdao believes that his sword-drawing speed is unmatched in this world!

Unexpectedly, even under his full-strength sneak attack, he could still fail!

He felt as if he was being made a fool of, and his strong self-esteem was instantly hit.

Hearing the scolding, another man in black also stood up and asked hurriedly: "Sir, what happened?"

Steel Blade shouted, "There is an assassin attacking. You stay here to protect the medicine and the ambassador."

After saying that, he picked up the knife and rushed out!

As soon as Hase heard that someone was attacking him, he immediately woke up from his sleepiness.

He really didn't expect that the group of Da Xia people who couldn't afford to play would actually come to steal things!

At this time, Ishii Ichiro also woke up, asked a question, and then became nervous.

This medicine is their bargaining chip with the Daxia officials!

If this thing is gone, their mission will be a complete failure.

Not to mention being punished when I return, I'm afraid even committing suicide by disembowelment would be unworthy of their mission.

This man named Hase is also a master in the samurai world, but his fighting ability is slightly weaker than that of Gangfengdao.

However, given his level, it was relatively easy for him to fight against four or five black-belted warriors.

In his opinion, it was more than enough to deal with a thief like Daxia.

On the other side, the Black Evil God saw Steel Blade catching up with him and grinned.

Lao Hei's purpose was naturally to lure this guy away.

Otherwise, we would have fought eight hundred rounds in this corridor!

Just as the Black Evil God was running at full speed, there seemed to be something like a silk thread reflected by the moonlight in front of him, parallel to his neck.

It flashed by, but was accurately captured by the Black Evil God.

The Black Evil God cannot be careless, after all, these little guys are not ordinary warriors.

He could feel that several of the other people possessed special abilities.

The Black Evil God did not slow down, he just jumped and did a beautiful turn in the air.

Easily crossed the silk thread.

The Black Evil God looked behind him with disdain and snorted coldly, "Humph, just a trifling trick."

But it was fortunate that the silk thread reflected the moonlight.

Otherwise, the Black Evil God's attention would be on the Steel Blade Knife behind him.

If I run over there with all my strength, wouldn't my head be removed in an instant?

Apart from anything else, just the way he managed his life was something that an ordinary warrior could never do.

brush!

Just as the Black Evil God stood firm, he felt a slight sound of breaking air coming from the top of his head.

Then, a super thin steel wire with a silver needle tied to the top was rapidly piercing towards the top of the head of the Black Evil God!

clang!

The Black Evil God thought to himself that it was too fast, he was too late to dodge, so he stretched out his crescent-shaped sword to block it directly.

The collision between the two actually created sparks!

During this period of time, the Black Evil God came directly to the end of the corridor and broke out through the window.

"Leave this person to me."

Steel Blade came running over and jumped out through the broken window without blinking.

It turned out that the person who performed the tightrope manipulation was the short-haired woman in the Xiao Rizi team.

She swung the wire in her hand and was about to go back when she heard the sound of light footsteps.

Turning her head and looking behind her, she saw an extremely cold and beautiful young woman walking towards her slowly.

The person who came was none other than Shui Rong.

"People from Daxia?"

The woman's name was Fukushima Saaya, and she asked in poor Daxia dialect.

"Are you here to steal medicine?"

Fukushima Saaya asked two questions in a row, but Shui Rong did not give any answer.

Seeing the opponent coming at her aggressively, Fukushima Saaya knew that a big battle was inevitable.

Then the jade hand trembled, and a steel needle shining with cold light appeared in the middle of each finger.

"court death!"

Fukushima Saaya cursed angrily and was about to use her skills.

However, the next second, bang!

The loud sound of gunfire spread throughout the entire corridor, and the flames from the muzzle fire suddenly lit up the corridor.

Fukushima Saaya dodged quickly and hid in an empty room.

I just felt a pain in my left forearm, and something sticky flowed down.

Upon closer inspection, he saw that his left arm was injured and blood was oozing out.

"Baga! You Daxia people really have no moral principles!"

Shui Rong didn't say a word from beginning to end. He was a spiritual general who carried thermal weapons.

Talk about martial ethics with the other party?

Are you crazy enough to talk to you about martial ethics? Are you kidding?