Suddenly, a cold light pierced out from behind the night watchman.
How could this be? Everyone saw that the night watchman was alone.
Xiao Dao was young. Although he had been on the battlefield a few times and had a certain level of attainment in martial arts, he had never seen such a strange thing.
This cold light was so dazzling that it made people feel relaxed and happy in the middle of the night.
However, the more beautiful something was, the more dangerous it was. This cold light confused Xiao Dao's mind, and in an instant, a long sword was about to pierce Xiao Dao's throat.
At this critical moment, the knife seemed to be pulled away by someone.
It turned out that Tang Xiao had grabbed Xiao Dao's neck and thrown him backward, saving him from death.
"All of you, retreat quickly!"
Tang Xiao roared. He knew that this man was up to no good. This man's kung fu was very strange, and his guards were no match for him.
Xiao Dao fell to the ground and was helped up by a few guards.
However, when he took a closer look, the cold light had completely disappeared, leaving only Tang Shuai and the night watchman on the street ahead.
The night watchman's body slowly fell down, and there was no one behind him.
At this moment, only Tang Shuai stood on the street.
Tang Xiao held his Tai'a sword in his hand, his expression relaxed.
"Shadow Assassin Yang Xuyan, I wonder if it was you!”
There were only a few people in the world who had such assassination techniques. Only Shi Zhixuan's high-ranking disciple, Yang Xuyan.
No one saw where Yang Xuyan had gone, but they heard a voice in the void,
"General Tang Xiao, I admire your character very much. Unfortunately, the rewards given by the Imperial Court are too generous.”
Tang Xiao didn't seem to care about these words. Instead, he smiled and said,
"It doesn't matter. This Tang's head is here, and anyone can come and take it. Unfortunately, if it was your master, it would still be possible, but not you!”
The contempt in his words was very obvious, but Yang Xuyan no longer had any reaction.
The dark clouds slowly dispersed, and light returned to the world.
However, the moonlight carried a chill that made people feel a little cold.
A gust of wind blew past, stirring up the dust on the ground.
At this moment, a bright dot appeared in Tang Xiao's shadow. It was beautiful.
They were like vipers and scorpions, making you fall head over heels for them and die slowly.
Tang Xiao's Tai'a sword also moved.
The Taia sword shone brightly as Tang Xiao laughed.
"How can the light of fireflies dare to compete with the sun and moon!”
The guards in the distance did the same thing at the same time. They used their right arms to block their eyes.
The light shone in all directions, especially at night. It was even more dazzling.
Tang Xiao's sword was like a fierce tide, wave after wave.
"The Illusion Demon Body Movement Technique is nothing more than this!"
"Drip, drip, drip!"
Blood dripped from the Tai'a sword. Although Yang Xuyan was still nowhere to be seen, Tang Xiao's smile was even more obvious.
He had been very depressed these few days, and now he finally had a way to vent.
Yang Xuyan hid in the shadows, his left hand pressing on his stomach. His clothes had been torn, and there was a half-foot wound on his stomach.
He didn't expect Tang Xiao to be so powerful, and his swordsmanship to be so graceful.
Such a fast sword, such a terrifying sword.
The agility of the sword technique and the power of the Taia sword were so harmonious. The two styles that were usually unrelated had merged into one in Tang Xiao's hands.
He did not inform his master Shi Zhixuan before he came. This was the most puzzling thing.
That was the Evil Emperor Relic, the most precious treasure of the Demon Sect. However, neither Shi Zhixuan nor Pang Ban had any reaction. They even treated it as if it was nothing.
Could it be that these Demon Sect big shots would also feel heartache for the people at the border? But that was absolutely impossible.
It was even more unrealistic to fear Tang Xiao.
Shaolin, Wudang, Demon Sect, and Kind Boathouse were the strongest sects in the world.
Next, the Fury Dragon Gang, Ming Cult, World Association, and Beggar's Sect were slightly weaker.
Although Shi Zhixuan was not as powerful as those century-old monsters, he was still one of the top experts in the world.
He wasn't afraid of Tang Xiao.
Could it be that they were afraid of a large army? That was possible. Even those old monsters would not be able to do well if they were surrounded by tens of thousands of troops.
But don't forget, how could these people, including Shi Zhixuan, be easily surrounded by the army?
Yang Xuyan knew his master too well. Shi Zhixuan would definitely make a move in secret.
But why didn't they come?
Now was not the time to think about this. The key was how to escape. Tang Xiao's martial art was a perfect counter to Yang Xuyan's.
Tang Xiao's killing intent was much stronger than Yang Xuyan's.
One was the king of the battlefield, and the other was the king of assassination. In terms of the number of people killed, even a hundred Yangs could not compare to Tang Xiao.
Yang Xuyan's illusion was nothing but a joke in front of Tang Xiao.
In fact, this was also the reason why Shi Zhixuan would not easily attack a battle general. The difference in killing intent was too great.
The determination of a general was not something that ordinary people in the martial arts world could compare to.
If someone with a weak will saw the slaughter on the battlefield and the endless broken fingers, they would have lost their soul long ago. This was the difference.
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