Liu Zhengyang rushed towards Zhong Qinglei, so anxious that he was about to break out in a cold sweat.

He really didn't expect that an assassin with a hidden sword would be ambushed in a pile of stones blocking the road.

Wouldn't they find it sultry in the rock pile?

Even if the monks couldn't be suffocated, wouldn't they fight so hard?

It is precisely because he did not expect such a situation to occur, Liu Zhengyang was completely unprepared. When the shock occurred, it was too late for him to rush forward to save people. Even if his speed is ten times that of the opponent, he can't rush to the rescue at a thousand times distance.

Now he is just doing his best and obeying destiny.

And the Tibetan sword assassin who assassinated Zhong Qinglei grinned, his face already showing the joy of victory.

When Zhong Qinglei noticed that someone was attacking him, he was startled for a moment, and then there was an inevitable look of panic in his eyes.

puff!

With a burst of blood, the dagger in the assassin's hand stabbed Zhong Qinglei, stabbing a bone deep wound on Zhong Qinglei's body. The severe pain caused Zhong Qinglei to let out a painful roar. Moreover, the poison on the dagger spread in Zhong Qinglei's body instantly.

Let Zhong Qinglei's skin turn purple at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The hidden sword assassin's eyes lit up, and he laughed excitedly: "Haha! You are finished! I succeeded in the assassination!"

"Who said your assassination was successful?" Zhong Qinglei asked suddenly through gritted teeth.

I saw that although Zhong Qinglei's whole body gradually turned purple and was spread by toxins, he did not fall down.

The powerful strength and physique above the Dao level still support him.

Like a wounded jackal, he stared at the assassin who was hiding his sword with bloodthirsty eyes and said, "Do you know what it's like to provoke a tiger?"

"What do you mean?" The assassin who hid the sword was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that Zhong Qinglei didn't fall down instantly, he was already stunned, and his brain was not enough.

Because the poison used by their hidden sword assassins can be said to seal the throat with blood.

It is a miraculous existence in itself that someone did not fall after being injured.

But it was precisely because he was stunned that he gave Zhong Qinglei a chance to fight back.

Zhong Qinglei fought back in anger, punching the Hidden Sword Assassin directly in the face, knocking the Hidden Sword Assassin off his head.

Just like the Big Mom Assassin I encountered before.

Although the Hidden Sword Assassins had amazing attack power, their weak physique made them unable to withstand the attacks of cultivators of the same level, and it was even more impossible for them to confront Zhong Qinglei, who had an extraordinary physique. An assassin above the Dao Realm became a dead soul again in a blink of an eye.

Liu Zhengyang, who was about to catch up to save people, breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the assassin is dead it's fine.

Although Zhong Qinglei was poisoned, as long as he didn't die, Liu Zhengyang was sure to save his life.

At the same time as he was relieved, Liu Zhengyang's speed of rushing forward to save people also slowed down.

At this moment, another hidden sword assassin appeared out of nowhere and stabbed Zhong Qinglei again.

And at the same time as this assassin came out, two other assassins appeared at the same time in other directions and attacked.

What's even more outrageous is that when Zhong Qinglei faced the simultaneous attack of three assassins, another assassin stopped Liu Zhengyang.

The assassin who stopped Liu Zhengyang put on a defensive posture and said resolutely: "I'm sorry, my duty is, I can't let you pass. Before Zhong Qinglei dies, my task is to stop you at all costs, even sacrificing my own life!"