70 The Purple Marshal
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The assassin in the dark stroked his chest-that was where Jiang Zitong had just hit him, enduring the sharp pain from his chest, his eyes staring at Jiang Zitong in the dark.
Jiang Zitong smiled and walked towards the assassin in the dark, and said: "Do you think I have lost patience? In fact, I just bought a flaw and let you put it on. I thought you would not be so reckless. I will continue to wait quietly. But when I was about to sell another flaw, I didn't expect that you could not help but attack. It seems that, as an assassin, you are not a competent person!"
The assassin's eyes in the dark stared at Jiang Zitong with a vague expression, without saying a word.
"Why? Don't you speak?" Jiang Zitong smiled, "Ah, my chest must be too painful, I can't speak?"
As Jiang Zitong said, he smiled faintly: "The punch I just made was used by my six success strengths. Without precautions, it would be difficult to bear even with your majesty's strong skills. Come down. You have not died after receiving this punch from me, indicating that your skill is not low. It seems that if you and I are fighting head-on, you can still fight with me for a few rounds."
The assassin in the darkness gritted his teeth tightly, stared at Jiang Zitong, and said in a gloomy voice: "Jiang Zitong, I will kill you one day!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Zi laughed and said, "Okay, I'm waiting for you!"
As he said, he walked to the assassin in the dark and said one by one: "If you can live to that day!"
After finishing speaking, the assassin in the dark felt a chill in his neck, and then a sharp pain. The next moment, his head separated from his body.
Jiang Zitong shook his right hand, shook off the blood on the wooden sword in his hand, and said faintly: "Although it is not a good guy to attack when someone is not prepared, when facing a guy who is not prepared to attack, he will give him back. The body is also a good choice."
As soon as his words fell, he only heard a voice behind him clapped his hands and said, "Okay, okay, okay, you deserve to be the general of the Nobita Empire, it is really amazing that I broke through the attack of my Shadow Warrior so easily. Eye-opener!"
Jiang Zitong was startled when he heard the words, and turned around with the sword in his hand, "Who!"
A person wearing purple clothes appeared from the corner of the living room of Beichen Yejia and looked at Jiangzi channel: "Hello General Jiang, I am a ninja from Fusang and the sixth marshal under'KILLER'— -Marshal Purple, Fourteen Wind Demon."
Jiang Zitong was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "Fusang? Where is that?"
——In the era of Jiang Zitong, China still didn't know that on the coast of the East China Sea, there was a country full of islands and volcanoes—Fuso, which is now Japan.
"Our country lives on the coast of the East China Sea. Compared with your Huaxia, it is not too much to say that it is a small place. However, after two thousand years of your life, we will soon become a nightmare in the hearts of your Huaxia people."
"Oh?" Jiang Zitong was slightly startled and said, "It seems that you are a strong enemy for me and Daxiong in the future!"
"Hehe, you can say so." Fengma Fourteen said.
"That said, I need to get rid of the troubles for Nobita in advance." Jiang Zitong sneered and said, "I will kill you first, and then lead the army to march east, turning your country into our Nobita's territory. All right."
"Regardless of the feasibility of your second half of the sentence," Feng Mo XIV laughed, "just considering the first half of your sentence is something you cannot achieve."
"Oh, is it?" Jiang Zitong smiled slightly, "I don't mind giving it a try!"
After speaking, he waved the wooden sword in his hand and attacked the Fourteenth Wind Demon!
Feng Mo Fourteen saw Jiang Zitong's sword attacking him, without any fear at all, but instead smiled faintly and stood in place as if nothing had happened.
Seeing that he didn't seem to have his sword in his eyes at all, Jiang Zitong couldn't help but startled in his heart. He said to his heart, it seems that this guy is not easy to be born with. Just by this momentum, he knows that he must be difficult. Entangled opponent.
When Jiang Zitong's sword was about to touch the body of Feng Demon Fourteen, the latter's body suddenly turned, and then Jiang Zitong's long sword pierced into it, but only felt that the touch was soft and seemed to be empty. Look like.
When Jiang Zitong saw this, he knew it was not good. Sure enough, the place where his sword stabbed was the robe of the Fourteenth Wind Demon.
Then, Jiang Zitong felt that there was a chill behind him, and his instinct made him dodge subconsciously. Sure enough, in the next moment, a person appeared behind him—it was Feng Mo XIV.
"It's amazing how you are able to avoid my'clone back stab'!" The Fourteen Wind Demon said with a faint smile.
"You really look a bit powerful!" Jiang Zitong smiled, "However, at this level, it is far from enough to defeat me."
After finishing speaking, Jiang Zitong flicked the long sword in his hand, and a sword aura attacked Feng Mo XIV.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Feng Demon Fourteen's mouth. The next moment, the sword energy swept over him, and his robe was cut in half.
However, when Jiang Zitong looked intently, he saw that it was the place where Wind Demon Fourteen was standing. The figure of Feng Demon Fourteen has disappeared. Now in front of Jiang Zitong, it is just a robe shattered by his sword aura. .
Jiang Zitong didn't hesitate at all, turned around and stabbed a sword behind him!
"Humph!"
Jiang Zitong felt the tangible flesh pierced by his sword, and let out a cold snort from his nose, saying in his heart, no matter how powerful or terrifying this guy looked, he was always killed by himself now.
The same method cannot be used twice on the same person. This is common sense to anyone-especially assassins.
And to deal with opponents like Jiang Zitong, of course, we must follow this principle even more.
However, that person was completely ignorant of this principle, and stupidly used the same means to attack a powerful opponent like Jiang Zitong.
It can be said that even if he was defeated by Jiang Zitong, he just deserved it.
Jiang Zitong felt a sense of disappointment in his heart at this moment, because he thought he could have a hearty battle with this person, but he did not expect that this person would lose so quickly, which really disappointed him.
However, at this moment, when Jiang Zitong thought that the man had died under his sword, behind him, suddenly a dark figure stood up slowly...
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