Su Xuan and Wei Ting dealt with the remaining killers.

"Who are they?"

Su Xuan asked.

Wei Ting said: "It's the same method as the assassin who went to the Saint Maiden Temple to assassinate my father that night."

Su Xuan: "From the Ji family?"

Wei Ting: "You even know this?"

Of course, Elder Lou let the secret slip because he was annoyed by some annoying little guy.

Elder Lou seems not to participate in the competition between the Saint and anyone else, but her eyes are not blind, and she knows very well the infighting between the Ji family and the Saint.

Su Xuan was wearing a mask.

But in fact, everyone knows it. Wei Ting knows who he is, and he also knows that Wei Ting knows who he is.

Wei Ting: "Thank you for tonight."

Su Xuan: "I'm not doing this for your father, I will still kill you if you need to."

Wei Ting said calmly: "I also give this sentence to you."

Even if he kills his father, he won't show mercy.

The leading man in black was having a headache.

One kid is already difficult to deal with, and now another one comes.

Although this one's moves are not as brutal as the former, he seems to be very knowledgeable about military tactics. He can always use the opponent's force to his advantage and always find the most appropriate time to deliver a fatal blow.

What is commendable about these two people is that, although they are very young, they are neither impatient nor anxious, but proceed step by step with a steady mind, a character that not many people possess.

More than half of their men have been killed, and it seems they won't be able to kill that man tonight.

The leading men in black immediately gave the order to retreat. Each of them carried the body of a companion on his back and left the place into the night.

Wei Ting and Su Xuan did not chase after him.

One of them is not to pursue the desperate enemy.

Second, they can’t get away.

Because the saint arrived just as the man in black left.

She didn't come alone.

This is her only chance to capture Wei Xu, so she must do her best.

She brought with her twelve carefully selected puppet generals.

These people are not ordinary puppet masters, their combat power is far beyond that of ordinary masters.

Su Li carried Wei Xu on his back and whispered to Wei Ting and Su Xuan, "These people seem more powerful than the last one. Has the Saint revealed her trump card?"

Wei Ting said coldly: "No matter if it counts or not, we can't let her succeed tonight."

Wei Ting had changed his appearance today, so the saint didn't recognize him for the time being.

However, the saint recognized the Jade-faced Rakshasa.

She stood on the high eaves opposite and said in a cold tone: "Jade-faced Rakshasa, you really are haunting me."

The saint had roughly figured out the relationship between the several people.

The Jade-faced Rakshasa wanted to kill Wei Xu, but his brother wanted to save Wei Xu.

These are not important to the saint, because she will neither let others rescue Wei Xu nor let Wei Xu be killed by the Jade-faced Rakshasa.

Wei Xu is hers.

This is an abandoned old street that has been uninhabited for a long time. Otherwise, with such a loud noise, the people living there would have been scared and called the police.

The two sides each occupied a rooftop, forming a standoff.

Su Xuan ignored the saint's provocation.

Instead, Su Li said angrily, "You are the one who is haunting me, right? You are a saint, but you chase after a man all day long. Do you have any shame? Do you know your dirty thoughts?"

The saint raised her wrist.

A flying dart flew towards Su Li's face.

Su Li yelled: "Ah!"

Clang! Su Xuan swung his sword and chopped off the flying flower dart.

The Saint's eyes were cold: "Jade-faced Rakshasa, don't think I really don't dare to kill you! If you meddle in other people's business again today, even if you have the entire Assassin's Alliance behind you, I will never show mercy!"

Su Xuan didn't say anything, but turned his hand and slashed out with a sharp sword energy.

The saint and the twelve masters flew into the air together.

The roof beneath their feet was cut into a gully by the sword energy of the Rakshasa Sword!

The saint brought the twelve people and landed on the eaves of the brackets on both sides.

She said sternly, "It seems that you are not willing to accept my toast and you will have to drink the wine for punishment! Zizheng!"

Su Li muttered: "Fight then, what time do you want to report?"

Swoosh! A black shadow rose into the air, swinging a sharp ring-handled knife towards Su Xuan.

Saint: "Yinzheng!"

Another puppet master, holding a meteor hammer, attacked Wei Ting.

Su Li's eyebrows jumped: "After all this time, it's the name!"

Su Xuan took a blow from the puppet master.

The Rakshasa Sword is a rare and precious sword, gifted by the leader of the Killer Alliance. It can cut hair with a single blow and slice iron like mud.

However, with the help of internal strength and cleverness, the opponent's knife was intact.

Wei Ting had just blocked a meteor hammer and turned to look at Su Xuan: "Are you okay?"

Su Xuan said: "You should still worry about yourself."

He pointed his toes, as light as a swallow, dodged the opponent's second move, and landed behind the opponent.

He stabbed backward, but was caught by the opponent's ring-handled blade.

On the other side, Yin Zheng also launched an attack on Wei Ting.

The meteor hammer is famous for its power. If hit by it, all the internal organs will be broken.

Wei Ting defended while looking for the opponent's weakness.

This won't work.

If he and Su Xuan were both restrained, Dad and Su Li would be in danger.

"You go!"

Wei Ting made a prompt decision and asked Su Li to carry Wei Xu and escape first, while he and Su Xuan stopped them.

Su Li nodded.

When he was in the capital, he always boasted that he was a master, but when he went out, he found out that he was just a younger brother.

He won't stay and cause trouble.

He decisively carried Wei Xu on his back and flew into the depths of the night.

He was heading neither to the Cheng family nor to Changliu Lane, but towards the Holy Maiden Temple.

He just didn't believe that the Saint Lady would really dare to kill Wei Xu in front of all the disciples of the Saint Lady Hall!

Of course, it was mainly because Fourth Brother mentioned that there was an Elder Lou in the Saint Maiden Hall...

Elder Lou, who was drinking tea in the Elder Hall, sneezed for no apparent reason!

When the Saint saw Su Li running away with Wei Xu, she immediately ordered, "Chase!"

The remaining ten people acted separately.

It looks like they are planning to outflank Su Li.

We can't let them catch up with Xiao Wu! Su Xuan flew into the air, exerting all his internal strength, and fiercely slashed out a terrifying sword energy.

All ten of them were pushed back more than ten steps.

Is this the strength of Jade Face Rakshasa? Ten top puppet masters from the Saint Maiden Hall were forced back by his sword! Although he didn't hurt them, you have to know that there were ten people!

Any one of them is a powerful figure in the world!

However, Su Xuan's injuries had not yet healed, and he had consumed a lot of energy dealing with the Ji family's assassins, so he could only use this move once more.

Wei Ting saw his worry and said, "Just try your best to buy time for Su Li."

At this time, the saint moved.

Wei Ting suddenly took out a mechanical box from his arms and threw it towards the saint.

The saint thought it was a hidden weapon, so she used white silk to block it, and the mechanism in the cloth box exploded with a bang.

The knockout drug fell down.

The saint held her breath in time and retreated ten steps away.

The saint's target is Wei Xu, and she doesn't want to get too entangled with Wei Ting.

How could Wei Ting let her go so easily?

Wei Ting took out another mechanical box.

This time the saint did not take it head-on, but dodged sideways.

The mechanism box fell three feet behind her.

But this time, what was inside was not a knockout drug, but a poison needle.

The poison needle shot towards the saint.

The saint never expected that the brat was so cunning. She turned in the air and almost failed to avoid it!

The saint was angry!

Wei Ting just wanted to provoke her.

Wei Ting knew that he could not defeat the saint, so he did not confront her head-on.

When she came, he hid.

When she left, he flirted with her.

No matter how cheap it is, he has a lot of small boxes anyway.

The Saint has never seen such a shameless person! Just now, Zi Zheng and Yin Zheng, one was severely injured by Su Xuan, and the other was angered by Wei Ting to the point of having a heart attack.

It was a real heart attack. He was lying on the ground vomiting blood.

The saint was also very angry.

After Su Xuan used the second sword, he was exhausted and could only protect himself. However, he could no longer stop so many people at the same time.

"The delay... should be enough..."

He felt a sharp pain in his chest and his face turned pale.

Wei Ting's situation was not much better than his.

A master of the Saint's level is truly terrifying.

Wei Ting was finally hit by her palm and spit out blood.

The Saint suddenly stopped chasing, glanced at Su Xuan slowly, and said, "Jade-faced Rakshasa, the outcome has been decided, what do you think?"

If Su Xuan fought to the death, he could still use one last trick.

But he soon realized that the saint did not mean to fight with him.

On the other side of the street, Lu Chang used a long sword to press against Su Li's neck and pushed Su Li out of the night.

Wei Xu stood blankly at the corner of the street.

No reaction to anything around him.

The saint blew the flute.

Wei Xu moved and walked towards the saint with a dull look in his eyes.

Wei Ting suddenly jumped up, took out the injection that Su Xiaoxiao gave him, removed the needle cap, and stabbed Wei Xu's shoulder!

Wei Xu's eyes turned black and he fell into Wei Ting's arms.

The saint slapped Wei Ting away with one palm!

Su Xuan swung his sword and attacked the saint!

Wei Ting had calculated this move accurately. He had winked at Su Xuan before stabbing Wei Xu.

He attracted the attention of the saint, and Su Xuan delivered a fatal blow to her.

Even if I can't kill her, at least I can injure her severely! Lu Changshi's sword cut through Su Li's skin: "Stop! Otherwise I'll chop off his head!"

She means it.

If anyone dares to hurt the Saint, she will tear him into pieces!

Su Xuan tilted his sword, and the sword energy pierced the saint's sleeve.

Wei Ting closed his eyes.

Su Xuan fell to the ground, knelt on one knee, and used the Rakshasa Sword to support his falling body.

Su Li was about to cry: "It's all my fault... My martial arts skills are too poor... If I had known, I wouldn't have escaped every day... I would have practiced martial arts with my grandfather at home... I... Eh? The person is gone!"

Everyone immediately looked in the direction he was looking.

Wei Xu, who was supposed to be lying on the ground, disappeared without a trace.

In a dark alley.

Su Xiaoxiao pulled Wei Xu in with a whoosh.

"Dad, you're so heavy!"

“No!”

Su Xiaoxiao sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.

Wei Xu was unconscious and unable to swallow on his own.

In fact, it would be better to wait until he wakes up before giving him the medicine, but Wei Ting and the others would die.

Su Xiaoxiao got up and bowed earnestly to Wei Xu: "I'm sorry, Dad!"

She disinfected her hands, took out sterile gloves from the pharmacy and put them on, took out the nasogastric tube and a small packet of medicine, and slowly injected them into Wei Xu.

After packing up her things, Su Xiaoxiao squatted on the ground, staring at Wei Xu without blinking.

To be honest, she wasn't sure whether it was Wei Xu's medicine.

One breath passed, two breaths passed, three breaths... four breaths...

Su Xiaoxiao hesitated and said, "Will it be ineffective?"

"You guys, go look over there!"

Here he comes, Envoy Lu is here!

Su Xiaoxiao shook his shoulders.

"If you don't wake up, I'll hide in the pharmacy and leave you alone!"

"Your son is about to be killed too!"

Come in, come in!

"They're over there!"

On the ground, Wei Xu slowly opened his eyes.

No more dull eyes, nor bloodthirsty glare.

It was the solemnity and tolerance of memory, and the awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth all fell into his eyes.

At this moment, the real God of War awakens! 　Finally awakened, do you have a monthly ticket for the God of War? The list is too high, I want to cry, woo.

(End of this chapter)