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Yelu Rang took a breath of cold air.

He had heard of Sun Dashi's reputation a long time ago, and when he saw Sun Dashi for the first time, he knew that there was a 90% chance that he would die in his hands today. His only wish was to die quickly.

As for asking Zhao Yushu to kill Sun Dashi, it was just an almost instinctive way of checks and balances after being in a high position for a long time.

Since I am going to die, you assassins should not have an easy time either. Every one of you who dies counts.

But Zhao Yushu really killed Sun Dashi, and did it in a very light manner.

It seemed that he just said a few words from beginning to end, and then sat there watching Sun Dashi dance.

When he got tired of watching, he turned around and chopped a giant bug that appeared out of nowhere with his sword. Then Sun Dashi went crazy, ran over howling, and sprayed a pool of blood on himself, making him stand there unable to move. In the end, he was chopped off by Zhao Yushu with a knife.

Shouldn't the battle between monks be earth-shattering?

Shouldn't there be fighting between you and me, with magic weapons everywhere, rivers flowing backwards, and mountains shifting?

How did it end like this?

Zhao Yushu and Sun Dashi didn't even fight face to face.

Yelu Rang did not forget that Zhao Yushu was also one of the assassins, and now he was the strongest person on the field.

"Secret language."

Zhao Yushu raised the bronze plate and spoke coldly to Yelu Rang on the boat.

Yelu Rang's throat moved, his eyes flickered, and he silently took a step back.

Zhao Yushu tilted his head slightly and sensed something was wrong.

"Why are you retreating?"

Zhao Yushu took a step forward. No matter what the other party wanted to do, he would take a step forward if he retreated.

Yelu Rang did not dare to retreat.

"Secret language."

Zhao Yushu urged again, holding up a finger: "One last chance."

Yelu Rang's throat felt dry. This distance was not enough.

"You, I will tell you the secret words, and you let me go."

Zhao Yushu shook his head.

“The opportunity has run out.”

The next moment, Zhao Yushu leaped into the air, crossed a distance of more than ten feet, and swung his sword towards Yelu Rang on the boat.

The only remaining seventh-level cultivator subconsciously stood in front of Yelu Rang, and then dodged in an instant.

Yelu Rang is doomed to die. No one here can save him. If I go up, I will just block one more attack for him. It's meaningless.

Even for some of Yelu Rang's most trusted bodyguards, it only took a moment to convince themselves to betray their duties.

"Kachire!"

Yelu Rang was a king after all, and he was no longer a coward even when facing death. He shouted something that Zhao Yushu could not understand at all.

Then the archer threw Yelu Rang to the ground without hesitation, and lay on top of him, covering him tightly with his strong body.

He was just a mortal and there wasn't much he could do. What he did was probably meaningless. He just wanted to gain a little bit of almost no hope for his master in the end.

The sea was calm and the Condor Hero blinked his eyes. Instead of being torn to pieces as expected, he seemed to be still alive.

This feeling did not surprise him. Instead, he felt an extreme powerlessness and sadness.

It is impossible for his master to maintain his final dignity.

Yelu Rang felt like he was going crazy and kept muttering "impossible" in Khitan. Every major event that happened today was beyond his comprehension, whether it was the blood demon Sun Dashi being killed by a seventh-level heaven master, or his own earth-level treasure being ineffective, these were things he could not accept.

The escaped seventh-level monk lay on the ground. Kunwu pulled out the Assassin from his back and threw it to Zhao Yushu, then turned into a green light and disappeared.

Zhao Yushu held a horizontal sword in his right hand, with the tip of the sword resting on the back of the Condor Hero's hand, and he held a stone in his left hand.

A bronze plaque is encased in the stone.

There was a red light coming out of the cracks in the bronze plate, and just one look at it gave me a feeling of world destruction, but the red light now seemed to be still.

The stones were picked up by Zhao Yushu in Yuanshen Mountain. They were originally used to seal Kunwu. He thought they might be useful, so he picked up some. He has kept them in the storage bag for so long and has never taken them out.

When Yelu Rang shouted out those three words, Zhao Yushu immediately understood the function of this bronze plate. It was a large spiritual power bomb.

And judging from the reactions of Yelu Rang and his servants, it should be a non-disposable item with a small range but extremely powerful power. So Yelu Rang wanted to retreat at the beginning to avoid the explosion range and then blow himself up.

But he kept pressing forward, forcing Yelu Rang to activate it directly in order to die together with his enemies.

Unfortunately, he didn't expect that Zhao Yushu had a pile of stones that could even seal divine weapons.

As an earth-level treasure, the bronze medal has a fatal weakness, which is that it takes too long to activate. According to the calculation in the previous life, it takes about three seconds to explode. Three seconds is enough for Zhao Yushu to throw it dozens of feet away even without the sealing stone.

In just one or two seconds, Zhao Yushu took out a sealing stone, then used Madam Xu to dig a hole on it, stuffed the bronze plate in, and finally blocked the hole.

Although there was still a gap, the unique energy of the seal stone itself took effect and directly froze the bronze plate, or in other words, made it stop inside.

It seems that the Kaqilie just now activated the secret language. This thing was a complete waste in Yelu Rang's hands, but it could work wonders in his own hands. Zhao Yushu kept holding it close to his opponent, and then used the Shadow Step to escape at the moment before the explosion. After all, he is now in the seventh level, and the Shadow Step has finally been advanced to the third level, which allows him to teleport within thirty feet. When the time comes, he will try the explosion range of this thing, which should not exceed thirty feet.

"Alright, Yelu Rang, I must have your head, but this person can be spared for now. I need him to take a message to Linhuang Prefecture. If you have any last words, please tell me as soon as possible. But let me make it clear first, from now on, every word must be in Chinese, otherwise no one will be able to convey your last words for you."

Yelu Rang's face turned ashen. He let out a miserable laugh and struggled to stand up.

"I want to know right now who killed him."

Zhao Yushu nodded and looked at the Eagle Shooter: "He has finished speaking his last words. Remember to relay them to your Imperial Master when the time comes."

Yelu Rang was stunned, and the Archer was also stunned. Then a stain of blood splashed on the Archer's face. Yelu Rang still maintained a dazed expression, and his head slowly slid down.

What's going on? Shouldn't he tell me who he is? When did I say this was my last words? Why does he act differently from normal people?

"I'll kill you!"

The Archer looked at Yelu Rang's head falling to the ground, his eyes turned red, and he suddenly drew his sword and rushed towards Zhao Yushu.

He is no match for Zhao Yushu, but he is not afraid of death.

An arm fell to the deck along with the sword.

"Why do you think I'll let you go? You're not going to die enough for what you've done. I just need you to pass on a few words for now. Don't worry, you'll die."

"Now, listen to me clearly and tell the Imperial Master that I have arrived and will be waiting for him here. If he doesn't dare to come himself, it would be best if you send someone who is important enough."