Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 25: Beiming’s Top Assassin, Wuying

This woman!

This damned woman!

She made him fall for it once again!

In his more than twenty years of life, he had never been so embarrassed.

Tricked twice by the sa person!

Lifting his gaze, he saw Chu Qianli’s slender figure walking away under the dim moonlight.

The man in black forcefully closed his eyes, trying hard to regulate his breathing.

The silver needle in his heart ridian point had been slowly forced out by him.

But a thread of blood also trickled slowly from the corner of his lips!

The consequence of forcibly expelling the silver needle was that he had injured his own heart ridian.

Such quick, accurate, and ruthless moves!

If it were soone with weak Inner Strength, they would have already died under her silver needles!

The man in black watched the direction in which Chu Qianli had escaped, a slowly surging murderous intent in his eyes.

She might be cunning, but she can’t perform Qinggong. Did she really think she could escape?

...Chu Qianli truly hadn’t expected the man in black to possess such profound and unfathomable skills.

Her needle had aid straight for the heart ridian death point of the man in black!

Yet unexpectedly, he managed to pursue her again after just a short burst of exertion!

"Chu Qianli, I have shown you rcy several tis, yet you dare to strike with such severity! How can I spare you?"

In the blink of an eye, the man in black had arrived right behind Chu Qianli.

He leapt up, and with a palm carrying the breath of death, he struck down towards Chu Qianli’s crown.

Chu Qianli casually flicked her wrist, and several silver needles were instantly thrown out.

But the man in black was prepared, performing a twist in midair and expertly dodging them.

His palm thrust beca instantly heavier.

Before the palm even struck down, the cold palm wind enveloped her like an invisible net, tightly trapping Chu Qianli.

The palm was about to connect.

Chu Qianli, who could no longer resist, stood upright, coldly watching the man in black who was about to take her life.

Her expression, without a hint of change.

However, the man in black himself felt an inexplicable twinge in his heart.

This woman was different from all the others he had seen.

Facing death, she could remain so calm!

But he quickly darkened his expression, not only did he not show rcy, but on the contrary, he increased the strength of his palm.

This might be her preparing to deceive him a third ti.

This ti, he must take her life and not be fooled again.

The palm wind, sharp as a knife, was just about to land on Chu Qianli’s head!

But just as the man in black’s palm was about to hit Chu Qianli, suddenly, a long palm wind was sent his way.

The man in black’s eyes darkened, feeling an ice-cold chill on his back.

This palm threatened his own life!

Without the ti to care about Chu Qianli, the man in black imdiately countered with a palm strike, his slender figure swiftly sweeping forward.

But the person behind him turned out to be so formidable.

That palm was like a shadow, closely following the man in black.

Just as the man in black landed, the palm wind had already arrived.

He imdiately raised his palm to et it, only to find another needle had struck him in the heart ridian.

One palm strike and one needle forced the man in black into a corner without escape.

With a sound of "pu," the man in black spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, flung far away by the palm wind.

Only after a midair turn, he staggered a few steps to regain his footing on the ground.

Lifting his eyes, he saw, standing straight beside Chu Qianli, a figure tall like the waxing moon.

Beiming War God, Feng Yexuan!

He had actually co in person!

Chu Qianli also looked at the man standing next to her.

She hadn’t expected that the jerk who had tornted her nearly to death last night would appear out of nowhere and save her at the most dangerous mont!

Feng Yexuan gave her a look.

That look, calm as still water, indifferent as if there were no waves.

It was as if he was looking at a stranger!

"The number one assassin of Beiming, Jian Wuying?"

Feng Yexuan narrowed his eyes, gazing at the man in black clutching his heart ridian: "Was it really necessary for you to personally take action against a frail woman incapable of trussing a chicken?"