Under the state of Soul Imprint, the Mountain River Martial Spirit's analytical ability sped up.
Ling Xiao was paying attention to every move of the invisible ninja assassin.
This included the changes in his muscles and bones, as well as the flow of his True Origin.
It even included the direction of his next target.
Everything was under Ling Xiao's control.
He kept getting closer to the invisible assassin, but he didn't attack. He was waiting for the moment when his opponent would attack.
That was when his opponent was at his strongest, and also when his opponent's weakness was the greatest.
"Lin Shuai, your disciple is really not simple!"
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ling Xiao was simply an oriole waiting to pounce.
And the invisible assassin was a praying mantis.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!
Although Ling Xiao didn't reveal any aura, he stood there like an ordinary but sharp sword. Once unsheathed, blood would definitely be spilled.
Whoosh!
The invisible assassin finally found his next target.
Although his sneak attack on General Yue Yue didn't succeed, it caused a huge impact. General Yue Yue Yue, who originally had the upper hand, was at a disadvantage in the following battle.
So this time, his target was still the Level Nine experts.
General Yue Yue?
Ling Xiao realized that the invisible assassin was speeding towards General Yue Yue Yue. If his attack landed, General Yue Yue Yue would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
He could imagine that General Yue Yue Yue, who was fighting a Level Nine peak demonic beast, would be in a terrible state when faced with this sudden attack.
Whoosh!
At that moment, Ling Xiao also turned into an afterimage and shot out.
Lin Ze and the others instantly became nervous.
They didn't dare to make a sound, afraid that the invisible assassin would notice Ling Xiao's existence.
This scene caused many martial artists who were in the midst of battle to become nervous.
Their opponents weren't very strong, so they still had the time to pay attention to Ling Xiao's situation.
"Pfft!"
"Ah!"
The Drifting Snow Sword pierced the invisible assassin's head, and a flower of blood floated out.
The invisible assassin cried out in alarm and suddenly retreated.
"There's blood?"
"And there's a scream?"
"His attack actually succeeded. How amazing!"
Even a peak eighth stage Martial Master found it hard to understand how Ling Xiao had managed to stab the invisible assassin.
Even if he could completely restrain his aura, his opponent was constantly moving at high speed. He would only pause for a moment when he attacked.
This opportunity was fleeting.
Even they were unable to grasp it. How did Ling Xiao, a 7th level Martial Vein Martial Master, do it?
"What a pity!"
Ling Xiao retreated almost at the same time as the invisible assassin, his figure quickly disappearing.
The other party didn't even notice who had launched the attack.
It was a pity that Ling Xiao was not very satisfied with this attack.
The other party was indeed worthy of being an early 9th level Martial Vein Realm Martial Master. Even if he was an assassin, his defensive power was not something an ordinary martial artist could compare to.
Although Ling Xiao didn't use any powerful martial skills to ensure that his sword strike hit its target, it only managed to pierce through the skin a little. It was too hard.
After all, the Drifting Snow Sword was a Fine Grade Artifact.
However, the fact that he was injured meant that it was still effective.
Since one sword wasn't enough, then thirteen!
Ling Xiao's mouth revealed a sneer.
He knew that he couldn't kill this invisible assassin, but what he wanted to do was not to kill him, but to infuriate him.
Then, he would let the other party change the assassination target to Ling Xiao.
"Lin Shuai, are you relieved now?"
Ling Xiao returned to Lin Ze's side and said with a smile.
"You brat, forget it. Be careful. I'll ambush you nearby. You lure that guy over and I'll kill him!"
Lin Ze didn't know why, but he felt that Ling Xiao was really reassuring, even more so than the Twelve Tiger Guards.
"Lin Shuai, although your idea is good, it's okay to deal with demonic beasts and mechanical beasts. However, it's not good enough to deal with cunning ninjas."
Ling Xiao said with a smile, "I have a better idea. So, so, so!"
"Can it really work?"
After listening to Ling Xiao's method, Lin Ze couldn't help but frown.
"Don't worry, it will definitely work!"
Ling Xiao nodded.
"Well then, we'll do as you say."
Lin Ze also thought about it. If he ambushed, it would definitely arouse the other party's suspicion. After all, a peak 9th level Martial Vein Realm Martial Master suddenly disappeared. Anyone would become cautious.
The next moment.
Ling Xiao used the same trick again.
When the invisible assassin launched another sneak attack, he drew his sword again.
But this time, the other party was obviously prepared.
"Little bastard, it's you!"
The invisible assassin discovered Ling Xiao's existence. He was so angry that he wanted to spit fire.
He was actually injured by a 7th level Martial Vein Realm Martial Master. If this spread out, it would be embarrassing.
He carefully glanced at Lin Ze's position.
He found that Lin Ze was still sitting there, recovering from his injuries.
He was relieved.
This shouldn't be a trap. This kid's first sneak attack was successful, so he was a little proud and came for the second time.
Well, since you like sneak attacks so much, I'll let you die under a sneak attack.
The Ninja Clan's invisible assassin sneered.
He lightly blocked Ling Xiao's attack and prepared to counterattack.
But suddenly, he felt that something was wrong.
The attack of this 7th level Martial Vein Realm Martial Master was far stronger than he had imagined. Even he had to be careful.
Moreover, after the opponent's sword, there was another sword.
What was even more terrifying was that this sword attack seemed to have completely accumulated into a single attack, increasing the attack power by several times.
"Stinking brat, you're courting death!"
A total of thirteen swords!
The attack of a mere 7th level Martial Vein Realm Martial Master actually made him unable to counterattack for a while. This was too embarrassing.
Although he was not injured, he was angry.
He suddenly stabbed out with his dagger, trying to kill this complacent kid on the spot.
Bang!
The young warrior in front of him collapsed and disappeared into smoke.
Clone?
And it was a Martial Spirit Clone?
Could this kid be a disciple of the Twelve Hidden Sects?
The invisible assassin was shocked.
However, in this moment of pause, Ling Xiao had already used his strongest move.
Flying Snow — —!
And it was even more pure and powerful Flying Snow!
It was even more powerful than the move he used against Ming Tian that day.
Puchi!
This time, the invisible assassin was not lightly injured.
He had been stabbed in the leg.
And it was a wound so deep that bone could be seen.
Aren't you fast?
Then I'll stab your leg!
"Lin Shuai, it's up to you!"
Cloud Dragon Godly Travel!
After stabbing the invisible assassin, Ling Xiao did not have the slightest intention of staying. He used his extraordinary movement technique to turn around and flee.
Before the invisible assassin could understand what was going on, a large saber suddenly appeared in front of him.
Lin Ze was a peak 9th level expert.
Even if it was a distance of several hundred meters, he could cross it in an instant.
He definitely had the ability to kill the invisible assassin in an instant, but unfortunately, he could not see this guy.
But now, Ling Xiao had poured his Sky Dragon True Essence into the invisible assassin's body through the Floating Snow Sword.
Even when invisible, that trace of Sky Dragon True Essence could still show the position of the invisible assassin.
Of course, the invisible assassin did not understand this.
He did not understand why Ling Xiao insisted on attacking him even though he knew that he could not kill him.
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