147: C147 Fighting with His Life on the Line a Shocking Assassin

C147 Fighting with His Life on the Line a Shocking Assassin

"Ang."

In the void, accompanied by waves of roar of dragon, Lin Ming, who was stepping on the Soaring Dragon Technique, looked like a god of slaughter.

At this moment.

Even though Lin Ming had forcefully consumed a large mouthful of Geocentric Emulsion essence, the consumption was still intense.

Fortunately.

Currently, Lin Ming had already cultivated the Fiendgod Tyrant Body Spell to the Golden Skin Stage. Without the long spear in his hand, he could only struggle with his physical body.

At this moment.

The assassins who were responsible for killing Lin Ming were also shocked.

The disdain and coldness on their faces had vanished a long time ago, and they were filled with shock and rage.

They didn't know that Lin Ming actually possessed such a terrifying fire finch.

That peerlessly terrifying flame.

Basically, anyone below the Late Period of Origin Core Stage would die if they touched it.

It was even to the extent that...

Even this part of the void seemed like it was going to burn down.

This forced them to reveal themselves and fight Lin Ming head on.

One must know.

Assassins were best at hiding and assassinating. They were not good at fighting face to face.

Furthermore.

Similarly, the information had stated that this kid's physique was extremely terrifying, comparable to a ferocious beast.

However...

Back then, they were extremely confident in the sharp blade in their hands.

A cross-border assassination.

To them, it was extremely common, as if it was a common occurrence.

It was even to the extent that...

This group of people who had killed Lin Ming had even cooperated with them to kill a Shaping Stage warrior.

Therefore, they didn't put Lin Ming, who was only an Early Period of Origin Core Stage expert, in their eyes at first.

However.

At this moment, they finally realized how wrong they were.

This kid is human?

No.

He is simply a monster!

His body was as hard as iron, and only a sword wielding assassin would be able to harm him with a Human Rank High Grade Spirit Weapon in his hand.

As for the Soul Catcher Iron Chain, forget about hurting him.

In fact...

It would be an extravagant hope to leave a white mark on the surface of the Soul Catcher's skin.

Yet, Lin Ming was as slippery as a rabbit. His feet stepped on the movement technique that was like a swimming dragon and combined it with the terrifying flame.

It was almost impossible to restrain him!

"Since you've come, don't let any of you leave today!"

Lin Ming's eyes flickered with incomparably sharp and cold killing intent.

His figure charged straight towards a sword-wielding assassin!

"Die, die, die!"

Lin Ming's words had completely infuriated the assassins of the Underworld.

Even though the Underworld had only started to become active once more recently, which martial artist didn't fear them when they saw them?

Become prey that fled in a hurry?

And this arrogant youth in front of them actually treated them as prey. This truly caused them to be unable to restrain their anger!

Instantly, these assassins didn't conceal their terrifying fiendish blood aura in the slightest.

Their bodies flickered and turned into a wisp of black light. Like Black Impermanence who was harvesting lives, they charged toward Lin Ming.

"Earth Rank Low Grade, Ghost Howl Sword Technique!"

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The cold tip of the sword seemed to have turned into a mournful wail, like an evil ghost, crazily biting towards Lin Ming.

Suddenly.

The sword-wielding assassin.

As if he had seen Lin Ming's attack, the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.

He suddenly turned around.

He attacked the assassin who was holding the Soul Devouring Chain.

"Ah!"

Bang.

The assassin wanted to release the Devouring Chains, but...

In the next moment.

Lin Ming had already arrived in front of him and smashed his skull with a punch.

All that was left was a puff of red and white hair, and his corpse fell from the sky.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

The leader of the assassins, the one wielding the blood-red sword, had a savage expression on his face.

In less than the time it takes an incense stick to burn.

Five of their brothers had died!

That was enough to infuriate them!

They were on the verge of going insane.

It wasn't that he didn't think about retreating, because this child's strength was just too monstrous, to the extent where they suppressed him with their cultivation realms.

It was difficult for them to win.

It was too terrifying!

However, if he returned to the Netherworld at this moment, then wouldn't he be mocked to death by those people?

Trash, useless, idiot.

Words like that would definitely cover the sky and cover the earth as they attacked their assassination squad.

So.

He knew that he couldn't retreat. If he didn't wash away his shame with this kid's blood, then there would be no place for his brothers in the Underworld to stay.

"Kill!"

He roared furiously.

Obviously, at this moment, the eyes of both parties had long since turned red from killing.

At this moment, Lin Ming had lost his patience. At this moment, he once again lunged at the sword-wielding assassin who had launched his attack.

Swoosh, swoosh.

An ear-piercing sound of a sword whistling rang out behind him.

Attack where he must save.

At this moment, the leader of the assassination team did not hold back anymore. His sword technique, which contained fifty percent of the sword intent, shot toward Lin Ming.

However.

At this moment, Lin Ming did not seem to have any intention of defending.

This caused the leader of the assassin team to narrow his eyes.

"Run!"

However, it was too late.

That assassin had just used the Earth Rank martial skill, which was the moment when his true essence was running low.

Lin Ming attacked again.

Immediately, he only had time to slash horizontally with his long sword. However, when faced with Lin Ming's punch that contained the power of seven flood dragons,

he only felt a terrifying force that was as vast as the ocean and as heavy a mountain, directly striking the sword into the shape of a full moon.

In the next moment.

The force swallowed and spat, directly pouring onto his chest.

Under the intense pain, he discovered that his lower body had turned into a mist of blood in an instant.

Chi La.

At the same time.

The clothes on the youth's back were ripped open.

A long bloody gash that was as deep as a finger appeared, and fresh blood flowed out.

However.

Lin Ming didn't care about it at all.

Once again, he charged towards another assassin who was holding a Soul Devouring Chain.

The assassin was so shocked that he felt like his heart was going to explode.

The soft ones were afraid of the hard ones, the hard ones were afraid of the strong ones, and the strong ones were afraid of those who did not care about their lives!

It was very obvious.

Currently, Lin Ming, who was bathed in blood, had completely adopted a desperate fighting style.

Furthermore.

What made the captain even more desperate was that he had used the Human Rank High Grade sword to injure Lin Ming just now.

But...

He realized that the young man's body was just too terrifying!

Under the pressure of his flesh and blood, he quickly stopped bleeding.

The flesh had already begun to squirm, stitching up that injured wound.

Although...

At this moment, Lin Ming looked like he was in a very sorry state. His body was stained with blood.

However...

In fact, there was no young man who could cause any substantial damage!

"Ah!"

Bang.

Crazy killing intent.

Within a few breaths.

One headless corpse after another fell from the sky.1

Only Lin Ming and the leader of the assassination team, the sinister man with the blood-red sword, were left.

"Who wants to kill me? Tell me, and I'll spare your life!"

Lin Ming looked like he was going to kill a god or devil.

He grinned hideously at the shady man and said.

"Hmph, we assassins..."

Roar.

Just as the assassin responded.

A clear roar of dragon resounded.

The figure of the youth had already disappeared from the spot.

By the time he recovered from his shock and anger, the youth had already grabbed his blood-red sword with one hand and used his other hand to slap the youth's head.

Bam!

In the next moment, the world dimmed down from the intense pain.

The ten-man team of assassins had all died!

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