The dozen or so martial artists came extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed over and surrounded the room. （WWW.800book）

He Wuxian saw from the reconnaissance map that at some point, the guests living in the surrounding guest rooms had disappeared.

On the second floor of the entire inn, there was no trace of anyone other than him and the Assassins.

This qiē indicates that he was the target of the Assassins.

It's just that this is the first time he's come to the Izumo Empire, and it's only been three hours since he came to Mikawa City, so how could there be an assassin who wants to assassinate him?

While having doubts and confusion in his heart, He Wuxian took out the blood-drinking knife and walked to the big 'door'.

The little 'hairy' ball and the little green dragon also noticed that the situation was not good, but the two little guys did not have the slightest worry, they both stayed on the beams of the house, staring at the big 'door'.

"Sneer......"

With a soft sound, several assassins took out bamboo tubes and aimed them at He Wuxi's room, rushing out a large cloud of poisonous smoke.

Toxic smoke spread, enveloping the room completely.

He Wuxian stood quietly behind the 'door', holding the blood-drinking knife, and waited with a sneer.

He possessed the Divine Dragon Treasure Body, and these poisonous smoke contained highly poisonous smoke could not cause him any harm at all.

Twenty hours later, the leader of the Assassins waved his hand and ordered a large number of Assassins to rush towards the room.

"Click!"

The 'door' of the wooden room was smashed into pieces, and the three second-level martial artists burst out with Yuan Force light, wrapped in the splinters of wood in the sky, and rushed into the room.

However, the three of them hadn't seen the situation in the room clearly, and they didn't even see He Wuxian's figure at all, but they only saw a raging flame in front of them.

"Sweep through a thousand armies!"

A sword ray swirling with flames slashed at him, and before the three martial artists could 'figure out' what was going on, they were cut in two by the sword mang's lazy waist.

The sudden change surprised many of the assassins, and they all rushed towards the room with their swords, and more than a dozen swords slashed down at He Wuxian.

"Ding! Kill three second-level martial artists and gain 6,000 experience points. ”

When the system prompt sounded in his mind, He Wuxian had already pounced out with his sword, and once again slashed out a sword light, using a move to sweep away thousands of troops.

The shining blade slashed out, blasting the walls and beams of the guest room to pieces, slashing into the crowd of stabbing guests, bringing up a sky of blood and stumps and severed arms.

With just one sword, three more martial artists were killed on the spot, and they didn't even have any chance to resist.

At the same time, the little 'hairy' ball and the little green dragon on the beam of the house also spewed out a thunder grid and an invincible bubble bomb.

The watermelon-sized flame bomb exploded in the group of assassins, instantly blowing up the two martial artists into slag, and sending the blood of the three martial artists flying upside down, causing heavy damage.

The Thunder Grid was even more domineering, smashing his head and face in the crowd, directly scorching the three martial artists all black, falling to the ground with black smoke, and still 'pumping' and twitching.

Originally, the more than ten assassins were full of confidence, and they were bound to kill He Wu.

But now, He Wuxian rushed out with two small pets bravely, like a tiger entering a wolf pack, killing nearly ten martial artists in an instant.

The remaining few martial artists, shocked and inexplicable, turned around and fled in fear.

However, under the hands of He Wuxi, a seventh-level martial artist, how could these second- and third-level martial artists escape!

"Boom!"

In the loud noise, He Wuxian chased after those martial artists who jumped downstairs in a panic, and slashed Huashan with one move.

The six-foot sword suddenly split a martial artist in half, and then slammed it into the ground of the hall on the first floor, splitting a gap in the bluestone floor.

The two little guys, Xiao Qinglong and Xiao Maoqiu, also chased out of the room and burned the panicked assassins to ashes one by one.

However, when the two of them also jumped into the hall and joined up with He Wuxi, they realized that something was wrong.

He Wuxian stood in the middle of the hall, holding the blood-drinking knife, and looked around with a sneer.

The hall was surrounded by dozens of people, all of whom were 'masked' assassins dressed in black, holding swords in their hands and flashing with swords.

There are thirty assassins, all of whom are in the realm of martial artists!

This is an 'elite' force, and it is well-trained, not weaker than the Shadow Hall martial artists under Long Jiu's command.

So, why didn't he hate even more suspicious, he had never been to the Izumo Empire, how could he be assassinated by these assassins?

At that moment, the Assassins at the entrance of the Great Gate stepped back to both sides, making way for one way, and three figures entered.

These three men were two men and one 'woman', and the leader was a burly man eight feet tall, about the early thirties, with a resolute complexion.

And a man and a 'woman' behind him are an old man and a young 'woman'.

As the three men entered the hall, hundreds of Assassins bowed their heads in unison, showing great respect.

He Wuxian's eyes also fell on the three of them, looking at the young man in the lead.

The young man was wearing a black 'color' armor and a black 'color' heavy sword at his waist, his face was resolute, and his breath was full of iron and blood.

He Wuxian could feel that this person should be a general or something.

This is an intuition, after He Wuxian has been in contact with the army for too long, he can feel the temperament of only the generals of the army.

However, he didn't know this general at all, let alone any hatred.

It wasn't until his eyes fell on the old man behind the young general and the young 'girl' that his face 'revealed' a stunned look.

After being stunned for a moment, He Wuxian remembered.

The old man turned out to be Hu Bufan, the head of the Hu family, and the young 'girl' who looked charming and dressed more charmingly was Hu Yaoyao!

He Wuxian never thought that after the Hu family and the Liu family were beheaded by the Manchu Gate, Hu Bufan and Hu Yaoyao escaped from the Qingyuan Kingdom and came to the Izumo Empire.

Hu Yaoyao affectionately held the young general's arm, and it seemed that the two had a close relationship.

I don't know what means she used to fall in love with this general of the Izumo Empire!

At this point, He Wuxian finally understood why these assassins had come to assassinate him.

When the enemy meets, of course, he is very angry.

Hu Bufan glared at He Wuxian angrily, his eyes were full of cruelty.

Hu Yaoyao also stared at He Wuxian with a resentful face, her eyes like poisonous snakes, which made people's hearts palpitate.

After a period of silence, Hu Yaoyao finally spoke.

She rubbed the young general's arm affectionately, and said coquettishly: "General Yun, this kid is He Wuxian!"

"At the beginning, it was this bastard who framed our Hu family, causing our Hu family to be destroyed!"

The young man known as General Yun looked at He Wuxian with a gloomy gaze, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It turns out that you are He Wuhate. ”

"Kneel down and kowtow three times, and General Ben will give you a whole corpse!"

General Yun's eyes were cold and arrogant and disdainful, looking at He Wuxian condescendingly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he seemed to have a 'chest' and was full of confidence.

Because this is the Izumo Empire, Mikawa Castle is his territory of Yunwatai!

Hu Bufan also took a step, his eyes glared at He Wuxian with resentment, and said compassionately: "He Wuxian, you can't imagine that there will be today!"

"Tonight is your time of death! The old man will cut you to death with a thousand knives, one by one! Only in this way can I vent the hatred in my heart!"

Hu Yaoyao's eyes were as gloomy as a snake and scorpion, staring at He Wuxian and sneering: "He Wuxian hated you bastard! I will never forget the scene when you insulted me in the Colosseum half a year ago! Now, even if you kneel at my feet, kowtow and beg for mercy, and 'lick' my toes, I will not let you go." ”

From beginning to end, He Wuxian didn't speak, with a disapproving sneer on his face, squinting at Hu Bufan's father and daughter, as well as General Yun.

It was only then that he sneered confidently: "It's really a toad yawning and a big breath!" Hu Yaoyao, this young master is waiting for you to kneel down and beg for mercy to 'lick' your toes!"

As soon as she heard this, Hu Yaoyao was suddenly angry and lost her "color". The chest was violently undulating, and the delicate body was trembling, almost vomiting blood.

Yun Hetai raised his eyebrows, a murderous aura burst out between his eyebrows, and he snorted coldly: "Kill him!"

As the words fell, the thirty martial artists around the hall received the order together, and the 'Ting' sword attacked He Wuxian.

For a while, the entire hall was dazzling, and countless sword rays made the surroundings bright, making it impossible to open their eyes.

He Wuxian burst out with flames all over his body, and with the blood-drinking knife in his hand, he slashed out the sword, and slashed towards the crowd with no relent.

"Sweep through a thousand armies!"

"Chase the wind and slash the moon!"

"Onslaught!"

The sword flickered, and the flames rose.

Like a raging fire, He Wuxian rampaged through the hall, leaving corpses and blood everywhere he passed.

The little green dragon and the little 'hairy' ball also followed, constantly spewing out large swaths of thunder and grids, as well as the holy flames, burning countless assassins to charcoal.

Some of the Assassins began to blow poison in a vain attempt to poison He Wuxian with poison, but he did not respond.

There were also some assassins who hid around and released cold arrows, 'shooting' armor-piercing arrows that could penetrate the talisman elemental power, but they were all swallowed by He Wuxian's sword light.

In He Wuxi's mind, the system prompt sound of "Ding Ding Ding" sounded in a series of sounds, and it never stopped at all.

Half an hour later, the entire inn was shattered into ruins by the aftermath of the battle, and the battle was finally over.

This three-storey bustling inn has been razed to the ground.

He Wuxian stood proudly on the spot, holding a blood-drinking knife surrounded by purple flames, like a peerless killing god.

Thirty assassins in the martial arts realm were all killed in just half an hour.

Yun Hetai's face was full of shock, and his eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

The whistling night wind blew, which suddenly made Yun Hetai much more sober, he held the heavy sword in both hands, and his figure flashed and slashed at He Wuxian's head.

"Little bastard, suffer death!"

Under the rage, Yun Hetai completely burst out with the full strength of the eighth-level martial artist, and a sword was like a meteor outside the sky, slashing down towards He Wuxian.

In the face of such a powerful all-out blow, He Wuxian did not dodge, clenched the blood-drinking knife with both hands, and attacked him domineeringly.

"Changhong runs through the sun!"

In an instant, the sword and the sword collided.

"Boom!"

Energetic and radiant | Shoot', the surrounding earth was blasted out of countless pits and 'holes', and dust was flying in the sky.

With a pop, Yunhetai, who was in mid-air, fell straight to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.