468: C468 Close Combat 12

C468 Close Combat 12

He opened his mouth and laughed wildly: "My Merciless House Assassin has always licked blood on the blade. As long as there are enough benefits, don't even mention touching your Myriad Swords Sect, there's no harm in even touching Son of Heavenly Destiny." Substitute Tower Owner didn't have a shred of fear of death in his heart.

"Hmph, according to your meaning, if you bring enough benefits with your Yin Corpse Sect, you can also become a traitor, right?" Gao Zhishang put a tall hat on Merciless House.

The surrounding people from the alliance were all whispering to each other, pointing at the leaders of the assassins as if they had committed a heinous crime.

If not for Myriad Swords Sect, and if not for the fact that they were the main Allies in this matter, perhaps they would have surrounded them and cut them into pieces.

As the victor, everything you say is correct, is there any use in my Merciless House to quibble? "Since Myriad Swords Sect is the leader of the righteous way, I wonder if anyone would dare to fight against me one on one today." Vice Tower Owner looked at everyone with disdain.

He didn't care about himself at all. He was in the enemy's encirclement, yet he was still calmly issuing a challenge. He wasn't an assassin at all, he was an old man who had come to seek death!

The thirty-six hall masters by his side were the first to step forward. The dagger in their hands fell from their sleeves, and they spoke without saying a word.

With a wave of his hand, thirty-six demon-level disciples of the Myriad Swords Sect younger generation rushed out. They were even fighting to be the first to rush out, afraid that they wouldn't have the chance and would miss out on such a good opportunity.

This made the other sects' allies all secretly shake their heads and sigh. Sword Cultivator was indeed a battle maniac, he was not afraid of death at all, and could fight a Merciless House killer to the death.

While the others were observing and muttering, the two sides had already found their opponents and charged forward.

Both sides were fighting in close quarters, the cultivation level s were of the same level, each attack was fatal, both sides were heavily injured.

Within the span of a dozen breaths, both sides had sustained injuries. However, the hall master level assassin battle experience was indeed not an ordinary problem.

Sword Cultivator's close combat strength was undoubtedly one of the strongest.

"Thirty-six fellow disciples, display your Fantasy Immortal Sword Formation," Following Wang Meng's loud shout, all of them were core disciples and above, of course, they had all cultivated this sword formation before.

The sky full of Flying Sword behind him was real, unreal and unreal, but every strike was a real attack, causing the thirty six hall masters of the Merciless House to be unable to handle it, because the killer was most afraid of Sword Cultivator.

As an assassin, of course, he had an extremely fast movement technique and a Qi concealment cultivation technique. Thus, he quickly dodged the attack in an attempt to kill Ye Xiwen.

And if he wanted to deal with these ghost-like assassins, he had to use a domain that was comparable to a Supreme Elder or above, so that the Merciless House assassins could not hide.

Although this kind of martial skill could not be learned by the same sect, Lee Er had found a similar set of these sword skills on the Hidden Sword Peak's wall. They were called the "Big Dipper Sword Formation".

It was made up of seven Magical Equipment Flying Sword, and the range could be expanded slowly. These Merciless House killers basically could not hide themselves from this sword domain like existence.

Seeing that they were from the same sect, the other thirty or so people immediately thought of a way to deal with the situation.

"Pfft, pfft …" Several hall masters had already approached their opponents, wanting to kill them all with a single strike to kill the Myriad Swords Sect disciples.

However, in the sword domain, to kill Sword Cultivator, who was using the Seven Stars Big Dipper Formation, was undoubtedly deceiving them.

While he was still in the air, his body was pierced by the Flying Sword and nailed to the ground.

In a short moment, the nine hall masters died, and the nine younger generation who emerged victorious from the Myriad Swords Sect retreated, standing behind Wang Meng, Yun Taini, Gao Zhishang, and the others.

The other twenty-seven hall masters' faces were filled with disbelief. There were actually cultivators on the Yan Wu Continent who could break their concealed figures and auras.

If one or two of them died, it might just be a coincidence. But right now, there were nine of them, hall masters of the same level and level.

As a result, they no longer thought themselves smart and openly fought.

After all, assassins were all powerful individuals who could kill in a single strike. If they were to face a battle openly, they would be like rabbits, dead foxes, wild dogs, birds, and a bow.

However, after the time it takes for an incense to burn, other than the seven deaths and injuries of the Myriad Swords Sect's younger generation, all of the thirty-six hall masters had been annihilated.

Now, the only person left was the vice captain Tower Owner, who stood there alone.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, is Merciless House Assassin bad too? Even I, as someone from the Myriad Swords Sect's younger generation, am not a match for you. To think that you would be able to take advantage of the number one assassin's guild in Divine Martial Empire and intimidate it for millions of years; what a joke, "Liu Fen mocked.1

Actually, it wasn't in the face of absolute power. All schemes and tricks were useless.

Even the Merciless House, this huge assassination organization, had been completely wiped out like a bunch of chickens and dogs.

The premise was that they were all gathered together, and all of this was truly Tower Owner's Golden Cicada getting out of its shell. He had sacrificed more than half of his assassins, leaving the most elite behind.

Wang Meng's eyes shot out a cold beam. Without saying a word, a Flying Sword flew out from his sword sheath.

To unleash the Fantasy Immortal Sword Formation and use the "Seven Stars Big Dipper Sword Formation" to unleash a sword domain, even if it was only a hundred meters in radius, it was enough.

The Thousand Extinction Sword Formation, after being corrected by Sword Cultivator with all of his strength, had already risen from a profound rank sword skill to a high rank Earth rank martial skill. It was believed that after a few more perfections, it would be comparable to a Sky Rank sword skill.

"First move: All-Star Arena." Following Wang Meng's low shout.

The ten thousand sword formations that appeared densely behind him, releasing even more sharp Sword Intent s, which rushed towards their only opponent at an extremely fast speed.

"Hmph, petty tricks, not worth mentioning. Killing without a shadow," Vice Tower Owner also shouted in a low voice.

He left behind an afterimage as he charged over with a dagger in hand.

Both of them had Heavy Wheel Stage s, Top Expert, and had gone through many large scale battles, so they had a lot of battle experience, and both of them used their full strength.

The double Tower Owner arrived behind Wang Meng at an extremely fast speed, his dagger stabbed right into the back of the head, causing the hearts of the surrounding people to jump to their throats. Yun Taini even shouted, "Little Meng, be careful behind you …"

However, this was obviously unnecessary. Within the range of the Seven Stars Big Dipper Sword Formation, his whereabouts were discovered the moment he appeared.

The long sword in his hand stabbed backwards. He didn't even turn his head back as he attacked with Inch Long and Inch You.

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