The opponent's strength was far from being as simple as Xiao Yifei had imagined. At that moment, the initial punching posture suddenly changed, and a fierce hook kick swung towards Xiao Yifei's right arm. Unable to dodge in time, Xiao Yifei took the hit directly, feeling as if his right hand was almost broken.

But the opponent was far from finished. After the hook kick, the person clawed fiercely at Xiao Yifei's left cheek. Sure enough, unable to react in time, another streak of blood appeared on Lin Mu's face. It was only then that Xiao Yifei noticed how exceptionally long the person's fingernails were.

With a burning pain on his face, Xiao Yifei didn't have the presence of mind to care. After hurriedly throwing a few punches, he quickly retreated. Without any form, those punches were naturally dodged by the enemy. After dodging, the enemy didn't give Xiao Yifei any chance to breathe, flashing right in front of him.

The speed was so fast it made Xiao Yifei click his tongue in surprise. "Trying to run?" The black robe was whipped up by the person's fast movement, but the eagle claw beneath wasn't affected in the slightest, fiercely clawing at Xiao Yifei's chest. Instantly, causing another wound along with his clothes.

Then, with a flick of the cloak, the person kicked fiercely at Xiao Yifei's abdomen, causing him to fly backward and crash into the wall behind, like a kite with a broken string. Xiao Yifei slumped softly to the ground.

"Poof." Xiao Yifei felt a sweetness in his throat, spitting a mouthful of fresh blood viciously onto the ground in front of him. Seeing this, the person across him laughed coldly because, given the current situation, Xiao Yifei was undoubtedly doomed to die.

With a fierce glare at the person's black robe, unwilling to give up, the person shook their head helplessly, "At this point, still not giving up?" The enemy swung their cloak and slowly walked towards Xiao Yifei. Xiao Yifei knew that in the next attack, he might lose his life.

After so many years, Xiao Yifei never thought he would be killed because of an assassination. He had never made any great enemies, but ultimately, he couldn't escape this fate just because he could influence the outcome of the war. Xiao Yifei gave a bitter smile, the blood at the corner of his mouth uncontrollably flowing out.

Even if I die, you won't gain anything, Xiao Yifei's gaze suddenly became determined. His fingers hidden behind him, he quickly turned them over, revealing a shiny silver needle in his hand. Yes, it was the Green-eyed Silver-tailed Needle. Step by step, the person approached Xiao Yifei, raising his hand with the target set on Xiao Yifei's heart.

"Die!" The person fiercely aimed his hand at Xiao Yifei's heart. However, at this moment, Xiao Yifei suddenly looked up and smiled at him. That smile wasn't unfamiliar, as everyone whom the person killed, those wanting to make a last stand, all had that expression.

Frowning, the person grew cautious, yet Xiao Yifei silently flicked the silver needle out. Simultaneously, the man's palm also struck heavily at Xiao Yifei's heart. "Poof" echoed twice in the air.

One was the sound of Xiao Yifei spitting blood, and the other was the sound of a body being penetrated. However, no matter which sound it was, it seemed unfavorable for both parties. The person covered his chest in disbelief, looking at Xiao Yifei without understanding how he managed the earlier move.

He noticed strands of blood continuously flowing from the covered spot.

At this moment, Xiao Yifei was also not doing well. That previous strike made him feel as though he almost died, but somehow, relying on his willpower, Xiao Yifei seemed to have endured it.

However, Xiao Yifei still felt a wave of weakness. Gathering his last bit of strength, Xiao Yifei sneered, "Trying to kill me, but there's always a price to pay!"

"Try killing me without paying some price?" Xiao Yifei struggled, weakly sneering. Both sides' conditions weren't good. The person's chest bled continuously, and Xiao Yifei's chest was in sporadic pain. Seeing Xiao Yifei's cold-blooded expression, the assassin cursed silently, "Madman!"

The situation seemed like a fight yielding no victor, yet the benefiting old man hadn't appeared. Feeling that letting his wound bleed freely wasn't practical, the assassin quickly tried to gather Qi to stop the excessive bleeding. However, after trying, the assassin realized he couldn't do it.

No matter how much True Qi was used to mend it, the wound caused by Xiao Yifei wouldn't heal. The situation was something she'd never experienced, feeling flustered and unsure of what to do. Watching the nervousness from the assassin, Xiao Yifei laughed coldly.

Seeing this, the assassin frowned at Xiao Yifei's smile, then sprinted forward, grabbing Xiao Yifei's collar with both hands, ignoring his wound.

"Is this your doing?" His voice, already hoarse, became even more strained. Xiao Yifei felt as if his soul was going to be shouted out. Forcing himself to suppress his discomfort, Xiao Yifei disdainfully looked at the assassin, saying, "I told you, trying to kill me comes with a cost."

Upon hearing this, the assassin, enraged, raised his hand to finish Xiao Yifei off. However, Xiao Yifei's sudden words stopped him, "Why, if you kill me, no one will be able to heal your wound then?" Xiao Yifei raised his head, looking at the person confidently smiling.

Believing that upon hearing this, the person would surely refrain from further action, Xiao Yifei dared to say this. As expected, the person's movements halted, unwilling to act rashly. Seeing this, Xiao Yifei pulled the man's hands away.

Despite his weakness, Xiao Yifei hated having his clothes grabbed. The assassin stared blankly at Xiao Yifei after having his hands pushed away, coldly saying, "Fine, I won't kill you, as long as you help me heal this wound." Hearing this, Xiao Yifei couldn't help but feel disdain. If I help you recover, you'll kill me eventually.

With this thought, Xiao Yifei sneered, "Aren't you planning to kill me after I've healed you?" Xiao Yifei's words struck a chord with the assassin, rendering them momentarily speechless. Seeing the silence, Xiao Yifei continued, "Life for a life, I'll accept you killing me, but if you can't bear the consequences, you're really trash."

Amused by Xiao Yifei's words, the assassin looked over. A dying man dared to call him trash, causing a moment of humiliation. Just wanting Xiao Yifei to treat him was instantly dismissed; he didn't believe no one in the wide world could heal a tiny wound.

Then, the assassin's hand raised again. Yet Xiao Yifei wasn't afraid now. Just as he was about to strike, Xiao Yifei's words left the assassin in a quandary, "Outside the world, no one can break my toxin. If you want to kill, go ahead and try." Xiao Yifei appeared utterly confident.

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