Chapter 95: This killer is a bit cold

"Arrogant!"
Sun Yan yelled furiously, looking around, trying to find the enemy, but found nothing.
"He is not arrogant, he does have that capital."
Su Yan said lightly, but he was already extremely vigilant in his heart.
If this person is not good and will not come, he must be extremely prepared. According to his spiritual perception, this person is at least in the middle stage of the martial arts.
Su Yan knew that he had offended a lot of people. Some people paid for his life. Naturally, it was not a few, but it was not easy to be able to hire a strong man above the middle stage of the martial arts.
"Hahaha..., you still have a little self-knowledge, I will leave you a whole body at this point."
Whoosh!
Another cold arrow flew in, but this time it was directly caught by Su Yan's two fingers.
The black poison gas is directly absorbed by the Raising Ghost Gourd, and the little ghosts and female ghosts like this thing very much.
Of course Su Yan likes it too, this thing can still be refined into spiritual power, but he doesn't have that leisurely mind now.
The cold arrow flew by, and accompanied by a black figure, like a ghost, passed by the wind and directly entered the living room.
Sun Yan stood in front of Su Yan and set aside his posture. His dantian spiritual power surged and he naturally wanted to fight this enemy desperately.
But Su Yan waved his hand and said, "Old Sun, step aside, you are not his opponent."
Sun Yan paused, but still obeyed Su Yan's order, suddenly changed, looking at the man in black with a gloomy face.
This person is in a black robe, which is really strange. Isn't it particularly eye-catching to wear this dress during the day?
"Enough personality."
"Hmph, I lurked here last night, but I have never had a chance to shoot."
"Now the killers are all playing high-tech, and they have voice changers. They are really professional."
"Oh, the times are advancing. If you don't change and don't work hard, then the times will abandon you."
"Yes, well said, very good."
"Stop talking nonsense and fight."
"What's the hurry, let's talk again."
Su Yan smiled, still calm, and directly picked up the teacup and drank to himself.
"Let me guess who sent you here."
"Don't guess, you can't guess, and I won't tell you."
"Yes, you won't tell me, after all, there must be professional ethics."
Su Yan paced and continued: "I have offended many people, but few can afford you. After all, people like you are probably not just for money."
"Money, am I still short of money?"
"Lack, why not, people's desires are endless, no one will think that they have too much money, of course you have another purpose, to repay gratitude and love?"
"You have too much nonsense."
The assassin shot directly, with a biting palm wind hitting, without wind, automatically, with a violent meaning.
Su Yan stretched out his hand to resist, and the two of them touched each other with their arms, which was actually fluctuating with violent spiritual power.
The killer's face grew colder, because the target's ability obviously exceeded his expectations and exceeded the realm that the employer had told him.
"You are not a mid-stage martial artist!"
Su Yan didn't answer, but instead asked, "You surprised me too. I thought you were only a mid-stage martial artist, but I didn't expect you to be a late-stage martial artist."
Thinking of this Su Yan couldn't help getting colder. If he hadn't broken through the Blood Dragon Pond, he would really not be the opponent of this killer.
It seems that my enemy knows himself very well, and he must take precautions in the future, but he can't fully reveal his strength.
The assassin's eyes were cold, knowing that this would be a fierce battle, and he might also lose his life because of it, and his coldness could not help but suddenly rise.
kill!
The killer shot several poisonous needles, which were resisted by Su Yan one by one, and then he held a handful of falling cloud thorns and attacked Su Yan's vitals.
Su Yan turned over and dodged in the air, flew directly and kicked the killer's arm.
The assassin's arm was painful, and the cloud thorn almost got out of his hand, blood was already flowing out of his arm.
With this kick, Su Yan obviously used a flying kick. The power was amazing. He didn't abolish the killer's arm, which surprised him very much.
"You turned out to be a martial arts master!"
The assassin finally knew the realm of Su Yan, his face was shocked, and now he just wanted to escape.
"Yes, it's a pity you learned it too late."
Su Yan took the initiative and slapped the killer's neck with a palm, but he avoided it and slapped it directly against the wall.
Suddenly, it felt like an earthquake. The neighbors thought it was an earthquake and fled in terror.
The falling cloud thorn in the killer's hand turned into an iron flower and flew towards Su Yan.
During the flight, the iron flower gradually withered, revealing a slender poisonous needle.
Not only did the poison needle attack Su Yan, but the withered petals also attacked Su Yan from all directions. It can be said that Su Yan has no way out.
This process is abrupt and hardly gives people a chance to react. When you are still shocked and the petals are dying, the poisonous needle is likely to have submerged in your eyes.
When the poison needle was the slightest distance from Su Yan's eyes, it slowly melted, turning into a drop of crystal clear molten iron.
The killer was shocked, and pointed at Su Yan and shouted, "Hercraft, magic!"
"The trivial bugs and bugs also accompany me to use magic tricks, which is ridiculous."
It turned out that Su Yan ran his dantian, concentrated his spiritual power in one eyeball, and directly activated it, turning it into a high-temperature thing, and the poisonous needle was naturally melted.
This is not difficult for Su Yan, but it also has a failure rate, so he was gambling just now.
The killer saw that the strongest blow could not cause any harm to Su Yan, and knew that it was impossible to kill Su Yan, so he could only retreat.
Throwing down a smoke bomb, the killer wanted to escape the house, but he was wrong, how could Su Yan let him escape?
The kid who raised the ghost gourd came out, floated directly to the killer, entangled his feet, and wanted to jump but jumped directly on the window, falling like a gold star.
Su Yan walked over and directly tore off the killer's black robe, revealing his true colors.
"Humph, you have two options now."
Su Yan didn't say those two paths, but the killer definitely understood that this was an obvious situation.
"I have traversed the rivers and lakes for decades, and today I have been planted."
"I only give you three seconds."
"Oh, let me tell you one more thing, you can die if you want, but it's painful, don't question my methods."
"Come on, no matter how strong it is, I won't be afraid of it. I want to pry my mouth open."
Su Yan's face became cold, and he directly released his spiritual power, and a spiritual power drifted toward the killer's brain.
The killer suddenly howled in pain, and rolled around in pain. It was really a heartbreak.
Sun Yan shivered when he looked at him, it was too miserable.
"Don't tell me, I can directly destroy your brain, and then get the information I want."
Of course, Su Yan was telling a lie. He can't search other people's information yet, just because his realm is too low.
The assassin knew he had no way to survive, but he could no longer bear this kind of pain. It was a torture to the spirit.
"I said, but please give me a good time."