130: Hunting down the host

"You old guy are really sharp. Keep flattering me, and maybe, if I'm in a good mood, I'll let you go," the leader of the Black-Clothed Assassins sneered.

Just at this moment.

The Host's eyes lit up, as if he had grabbed onto a straw to save his life.

"Heh heh, it seems these people aren't going to kill me."

"There's a chance!"

"You are so high-end, classy, and top-tier, with such a dashing appearance, it's truly admirable enough to make one prostrate in worship!" the Host showered him with praise. "I can see you even possess the Qi of a celestial being; you will surely achieve great things in the future."

But after hearing these words.

The leader of the Black-Clothed Assassins sneered, toying with the Long Saber in his hand.

Just at this moment.

A fierce Evil Qi erupted from the leader of the Black-Clothed Assassins as he gripped the Long Saber tightly.

Upon feeling this aura, the Host's pupils shrank violently, and a look of terror appeared on his face.

"What's wrong? What are you doing?" the Host retreated in a hurry.

This heavy Killing Intent.

The person in front of him might be about to make a move!

"What am I doing? Have you forgotten my mission?" the leader of the Black-Clothed Assassins said with a gloomy face, a fierce light erupting in his eyes.

"My target is you!"

"If you don't die, how can I complete my mission?"

"So, you must die!"

The leader of the Black-Clothed Assassins stepped forward, getting closer and closer to the Host.

Seeing this scene.

The Host quickly retreated several steps, first avoiding the attack range of the Long Saber.

"Hum, hum."

The leader of the Black-Clothed Assassins swung the Long Saber, stirring up a gust of wind.

After a piercing sound rang out.

The Host hurriedly bent down, and the Long Saber swept over his head.

A section of the Host's hair was severed; he gasped, trying his best to calm himself down.

Just now, if the Host had reacted any slower, he would have been killed.

"Damn it, you young person doesn't follow the martial code! What kind of skill is a sneak attack!" After leaving these words, the Host sprinted away once more.

The previous moment of respite had allowed the Host to catch his breath.

The Host leaped into the air, instantly vaulted over the wall in front of him, and arrived on the other side.

The leader of the Black-Clothed Assassins gripped the Long Saber tightly, a cold glint erupting in his eyes.

"Go! You must kill him!" The fury in the heart of the leader of the Black-Clothed Assassins had been ignited; this was the first time someone had managed to escape from his hands.

A top assassin of the Gao Family naturally had his pride.

The prey must never escape from his hands.

"Yes, Boss!" The Black-Clothed Assassins said with gloomy faces, all of them stepping forward.

Suddenly, the Black-Clothed Assassins dispersed immediately, leaping over the alleyway and pursuing directly.

The Host must die.

If the Host did not die, then upon returning to the Gao Family, it would be the leader of the Black-Clothed Assassins who would die.

In this way, it really wouldn't be worth it.

"This old guy is cunning enough!" A cold glint erupted in the eyes of the leader of the Black-Clothed Assassins.

After a long while.

Li Changfeng and Nan Qingyue slowly poked their heads out.

"This Host is truly interesting; come to think of it, he is quite shrewd." Li Changfeng nodded slightly.

Li Changfeng had originally thought that in the situation just now.

The Host would surely die without a doubt.

But just when Li Changfeng was prepared to make a move, a dramatic scene occurred.

The Host was actually able to escape from the hands of these Black-Clothed Assassins and even vaulted over a wall to get away?

"Master, this Host seems to have some tricks up his sleeve." Nan Qingyue curled her lips and smiled.

"Yes, being able to escape from the hands of those people is indeed not simple." Li Changfeng smiled slightly.

"However, I feel that this is just the beginning."

"As long as the Host is not dead, they will definitely continue to pursue him."

A cold glint flashed through Li Changfeng's mind; he already had an idea.

Since these Black-Clothed Assassins were disguising themselves as people from the Divine Sword Sect.

Then, Li Changfeng and Nan Qingyue could also disguise themselves as people from the Gao Family, and then intentionally let the Host go!

In this way.

Li Changfeng could use the power of Mulan Manor to directly eliminate the Gao Family.

"Let's go, we'll take another route; we must arrive before the Black-Clothed Assassins!" A cold glint erupted in Li Changfeng's eyes.

After leaving these words, Li Changfeng immediately set off.

Nan Qingyue was puzzled, "Master, did you think of something?"

Just at this moment.

Nan Qingyue looked up and scanned the surroundings.

"Those Black-Clothed Assassins seem to have left; have they retreated?" Zhang Yun reached out his hand and pointed at the Black-Clothed Assassins not far away.

"They are preparing to block all the entrances and exits of the alleyway! When that time comes, no one will be able to escape!" Li Changfeng turned back and said faintly.

The Gao Family really has resorted to lethal measures.

It's just a Host, why go so far?

Does the old master of the Gao Family value his own reputation that much?

Li Changfeng let out a long sigh; he really couldn't understand it.

"Master, what are you thinking about?" Nan Qingyue asked curiously, seeing Li Changfeng somewhat distracted.

"It's nothing, let's go; we also need to take action." Li Changfeng nodded slightly.

Since the Gao Family is so unscrupulous.

Then Li Changfeng using their own methods against them should also be acceptable.

The Host was panicked and rushed blindly, arriving at an alleyway.

However, when the Host scanned his surroundings, he suddenly realized that this was actually a dead end.

The Host fell into an awkward situation, with a wall in front and the Black-Clothed Assassins behind.

If he couldn't escape, the Host would surely die here.

The Host did not want to encounter such a situation.

Just at this moment.

The leader of the Black-Clothed Assassins had already arrived in front of the Host, "Run then, aren't you very good at running!"

The remaining Black-Clothed Assassins also followed up.

However, the Black-Clothed Assassins were panting heavily; looking at them, they must be very tired.

"What now! What else do you want to do!" The Black-Clothed Assassin said with a gloomy face, a cold glint erupting in his eyes.

Immediately, the Host looked up and suddenly reached out his hand.

"Look! There's an airplane!" After saying this, the Host turned around and was about to run.

However, these Black-Clothed Assassins were actually distracted, and they looked in the direction the Host was pointing.

But when the Black-Clothed Assassins turned their heads back, the Host was already gone.

"Damn it, you useless idiots, where is he! How could you not even keep an eye on one person!" the Black-Clothed Assassin cursed.

"Yes, Boss, we'll go chase him now!" The Black-Clothed Assassin gasped.

Immediately, these people did not dare to delay further.

Just now, the Host must have vaulted over the wall to escape; this time, the Black-Clothed Assassins immediately leaped over the high wall and headed straight for the Host.

The Host escaped once again, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Phew, it's a good thing these people are a bunch of idiots, otherwise, I would have really died there!" the Host sighed.