Wang Xiaodong did not choose Zhao Hui's heart.

He didn't know if Zhao Hui's heart had any defenses like heart goggles.

Only the throat can best guarantee that one blow will kill, and Zhao Hui will not be given a chance.

A powerful prince died under his own sword like this, Wang Xiaodong felt excited when he thought about it.

Assassins kill people and are also addictive.

At the beginning, Wang Xiaodong accepted the task of a family just for the silver.

But later, he is no longer for money.

And the target of his assassination is getting higher and higher.

From the very beginning of the merchants, to the people of the family, in the noble family, the county order, the Taishou.

To the present, Zhao Hui, the state pastor, is a prince with 100,000 male soldiers.

If Zhao Hui is successfully assassinated, Wang Xiaodong can proudly say that there will be no one in the world who he can't kill.

Although there is still the emperor of the Ninety-Five Emperor above.

But the current emperor is nothing more than a puppet.

The difficulty of assassinating the emperor is really not as difficult as that of a great prince like Zhao Hui and Yuan Shao.

Zhao Hui will be the last person Wang Xiaodong assassinates.

As a closed disciple of the first swordsman, if he keeps walking as a killer, he is losing Wang Yue's face.

After this mission is completed, Wang Xiaodong will learn from his master and serve kendo for the rest of his life.

No more killing for money.

and no more killing for the sake of killing.

As the first swordsman, Wang Yue, except for when he was young, he killed people, and in the next thirty years, his sword was never stained with blood.

But no one dared to underestimate him.

The person Wang Xiaodong admires the most is his master.

From a young age, he was inspired to become like his master.

Become the number one swordsman in the world.

And not the number one assassin in the world.

Swordsmen are admired and respected.

For example, his master, no matter which family he goes to, is a guest.

And the assassins, after all, can't be on the table.

Be polite to you when you need it, and don't care at all when you don't, and you can't even enter the doors of those families.

A sword stabbed out, and Wang Xiaodong did not have the slightest distraction in his heart.

This sword is the pinnacle of his sword for so many years.

Even if he were to do it again, it would be impossible to stab this sword again.

None of his movements were superfluous.

His mind was in a state of emptiness.

His sword took on a life of its own.

Although it was an assassination.

However, this sword, at this moment, has a kingly aura, and it has been separated from the sword of assassination.

Zhao Hui's throat was cold, and he had an illusion.

It seems that Wang Xiaodong's short sword has grown by three inches out of thin air.

The speed is too fast, and it is already difficult to see the trajectory of the short sword.

The tip of the sword seemed to spit out a stream of sword qi.

Even though Zhao Hui's eyes have been on Wang Xiaodong, this sword is really too fast.

It was so fast that Zhao Hui didn't even have time to make a sound.

In the face of this sword, Zhao Hui didn't have time to call, and he didn't have time to shout and let the guards outside the camp come in.

Faced with this sword, Zhao Hui didn't have time to think about it.

He didn't have the time to think about what was wrong with Huang Kui.

He didn't have time to think about why this little groom had such a strong strength.

He only had to react a little slower, and the dagger would plunge into his throat.

Wang Xiaodong will never let go of such an opportunity.

Definitely not soft.

Although at this moment, Zhao Hui did not feel Wang Xiaodong's killing intent.

But it is precisely this that is Wang Xiaodong's strongest sword.

He's not killing for the sake of killing.

This sword is Wang Xiaodong's own liberation.

Zhao Hui's body fell backwards.

But the short sword in Wang Xiaodong's hand followed him like a shadow. It was only two inches short of stabbing Zhao Hui's throat.

Just a little bit.

If it weren't for Zhao Hui who had been paying attention to Wang Xiaodong, it would have been really difficult for him to dodge this sword.

At this moment, his body may have fallen to the ground along with Huang Kui's body.

Burst!

Huang Kui's body fell to the ground.

Zhao Hui's body was also almost parallel to the ground.

The short sword in Wang Xiaodong's hand was obliquely downward, still aimed at Zhao Hui's throat, and did not deviate by a point.

Zhao Hui's body was falling backwards, and his feet were also retreating.

But his body will soon lose its balance.

At this time, Zhao Hui's right foot suddenly lifted up, and his toe kicked towards Wang Xiaodong's wrist.

Although Zhao Hui's kick was kicked out in a hurry.

But the power is not weak.

It was enough to kick Wang Xiaodong's wrist off.

Wang Xiaodong finally changed his movements.

The short sword in his hand turned slightly, and the tip of the sword, which was originally aimed at Zhao Hui's throat, immediately turned to the right foot that was kicked at Zhao Hui.

If Zhao Hui doesn't retract his right foot, his right foot will definitely be crippled.

Wang Xiaodong's short sword was cold enough to pierce his leg bone.

Zhao Hui could no longer even fight on horseback in the future.

Zhao Hui's reaction was quick.

Wang Xiaodong's movements changed, and the right foot he kicked out moved two inches sideways.

Dodging Wang Xiaodong's short sword, he kicked him in the chest at the same time.

When Wang Xiaodong wanted to hide again, it was too late.

But his body is very flexible, and Zhao Hui's kick actually didn't kick it to the ground.

Most of the power was unloaded by Wang Xiaodong.

But Zhao Hui finally dissolved Wang Xiaodong's sword.

As long as he dodges this sword, Wang Xiaodong wants to kill Zhao Hui, it is not so simple.

At that moment, it was Wang Xiaodong's best opportunity.

He didn't just succeed, he didn't have a chance.

If he had assassinated Yuan Shao or Cao Cao and Liu Bei, Wang Xiaodong would have succeeded just now.

But it was Zhao Hui who he assassinated, even if the opportunity was very good.

But Zhao Hui's strength is enough to compete with Lu Bu.

Cao Cao and Yuan Shao couldn't dodge, but Zhao Hui was on guard, although it was thrilling, he still managed to dodge this sword.

"There are assassins."

Dodging this sword like lightning, Zhao Hui finally had time to speak.

He didn't want to fight Wang Xiaodong alone.

Wang Xiaodong, as a top-level assassin, had just put down Zhao Hui's personal guard captain Huang Kui in silence.

Even if Zhao Hui dodged this sword, he still had to be very careful.

He didn't know what else Wang Xiaodong had to do.

Some of the Assassins' methods of killing people were endless.

Daggers, short swords, crossbow arrows, have been poisoned.

These are just conventional means.

When the guards outside the gate heard the sound, they instantly rushed into the camp.

They are all well-trained elites, and they are the first Modao team brought out by Zhao Hui.

Just now, Zhao Hui and Wang Xiaodong fought in the camp tent.

Except for the sound of Huang Kui's body falling to the ground. There will be no other sound.

It's just that when these guards came in, Wang Xiaodong also broke through the camp tent for the first time and ran out.

It's a pity for him that such a good opportunity.

The strongest and most perfect sword he stabbed was finally dodged by Zhao Hui.

This was Wang Xiaodong's first failed assassination.

But he didn't have nostalgia, and before Zhao Hui could speak, he was already ready to retreat.

Zhao Hui shouted out the word assassin, and Wang Xiaodong's body had already retreated to the edge of the camp tent by Zhao Hui's kick.

As the guards rushed in, he turned around and ran out of the tent.