"City Lord, I have succeeded!"
Miao Jing extended two slender, snowy fingers and pinched the Embroidered Flying Sword before merging into the night like a patch of black mist.
The next moment, she appeared in front of Ye Feng and knelt on one knee.
Excitement was written all over her face.
This Secret Technique called "Shadow Kill" was really too powerful!
In the realm of assassination spells, Miao Jing was willing to regard it as the strongest.
"Well done!"
Ye Feng also praised her, "It's just a pity that the "Shadow Kill" Secret Technique has nine layers, and you have only reached the peak of the third layer, even with direct guidance."
"I am slow to learn," Miao Jing quickly lowered her head.
The slight jubilation in her heart was completely gone.
She realized she still had a long way to go.
"Sect Leader, what kind of Secret Technique is this? It's so exquisite; it gives me the impression of a Ninth Grade spell."
