Phew!
An incomparably terrifying sword light directly pierced out.
Even the two purple-masked assassins couldn't help but tremble when they saw the terrifying power contained in the sword light.
Because the two of them had just been forced back by Jian Wushuang's three consecutive moves, they were still in the process of retreating. The purple-masked assassin, who was the target, only had time to wave the Purple Soft Sword in his hand in an attempt to split the sword apart.
Boom!
The incomparably terrifying sword light erupted with a terrifying power, and in an instant, the purple soft sword was sent flying, and then the remaining power of the sword light bombarded the purple-masked assassin's body.
In an instant, a huge bloody hole with a diameter of more than one centimeter appeared on the purple-masked assassin's body.
The bloody hole directly penetrated his body. Wherever it passed, the organs and flesh in his body were torn into pieces.
The purple-masked assassin widened his eyes and spat out blood. Then, his body fell backward powerlessly.
The first purple-masked assassin was dead!
"What?"
The purple-masked assassin who was still alive was stunned by this scene. When Jian Wushuang looked at him with his cold eyes, his heart skipped a beat.
"Run!"
The purple-masked assassin, an expert at the peak of the Yin-Yang Void Realm, rushed up to the sky without hesitation. He didn't stop until he was more than ten meters above Jian Wushuang. Then, he looked at Jian Wushuang with fear.
"It's terrifying. His swordsmanship is too terrifying!"
"Fiery Wind Sword Essence. Yes, he has combined the Sword Essence of Gale and Sword Essence of Raging Fire to form the Fiery Wind Sword Essence. His comprehension of essence is much stronger than mine."
"Old Ninth and I joined forces, two against one, but in the end, we were still crushed by him. Old Ninth was even directly killed by him!"
"His strength has far surpassed the ordinary Initial Yin Void Realm. Even compared with the experts in the Profound Yin Void Realm, he is not much weaker!"
The purple-masked assassin murmured.
"Walking in the air?" Jian Wushuang frowned when he saw the purple-masked assassin fly into the air.
After all, warriors in the Yin-Yang Void Realm could walk in the air. If they wanted to escape, he could not stop them.
Although the purple-masked assassin had escaped, the eight gold-masked assassins were still on the ground. They couldn't fly.
"One against two, and still killed one of the purple-masked assassins. How, how is this possible?" An Ying looked at the corpse of the purple-masked assassin on the ground, his face full of disbelief.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang looked at him.
An Ying was scared out of his wits.
"Quick, kill him, kill him!" An Ying roared.
The eight golden-masked assassins beside him were startled, and then they went out directly.
The assassins of Blood Feather Tower were well-trained. Even if they knew that they were going to die, they would not hesitate for a moment.
At the moment when the golden-masked assassins attacked, An Ying fled to the side crazily, and at the same time he shouted to the purple-masked assassin in the air, "Quick, come and save me!"
The purple-masked assassin immediately approached An Ying.
"Want to escape?" Jian Wushuang glanced at An Ying, but he snorted in his heart.
There were so many assassins in Clearwater Stronghold. He didn't care if they could not kill the two purple-masked assassins. However, he couldn't let An Ying go no matter what.
"Get out of here!"
Jian Wushuang suddenly shouted, and then the sword light lit up again. This time, it was very light, swaying in the rain, and then like a ghost, it swept across the necks of the eight golden-masked assassins.
In just a moment, the eight golden-masked assassins were all killed.
"Can you escape?"
After killing the eight gold-masked assassins with the help of the Formless Swordsmanship, Jian Wushuang immediately rushed out and appeared behind An Ying in a flash.
"How can he be so fast?" An Ying was shocked. He knew that the purple-masked assassin couldn't take him to the air before Jian Wushuang. His face immediately became ferocious, and his eyes were filled with madness.
"Bastard, go to hell!"
An Ying suddenly turned around, and a cold throwing knife directly shot toward Jian Wushuang's eyebrows.
The throwing knife was so fast that it appeared in front of Jian Wushuang in an instant.
"Ridiculous."
Jian Wushuang sneered, and his body swept past the throwing knife like a ghost. Then he waved his sword, which easily swept through An Ying's wrist. In a split second, An Ying's wrist was completely cut off.
"Ah!!!"
An Ying screamed in pain, but Jian Wushuang had already appeared in front of him. A strong force gathered in his palm, and then he clenched his fist and directly punched An Ying's abdomen.
"Puff!"
An Ying immediately spat out a big mouthful of blood, and his face instantly became pale. "My Jin Dan, my Jin Dan …"
Although An Ying was also an expert in Jin Dan Realm, he didn't have any room to struggle in front of Jian Wushuang. At this moment, Jian Wushuang had already smashed his Jin Dan.
Jin Dan was the root of a warrior's Spiritual Power. Once the Jin Dan was smashed, An Ying's decades of hard work immediately went up in smoke.
"You're about to lose your life, and you still care about Jin Dan?"
Jian Wushuang sneered, and waved his hand. At this moment, he directly grabbed An Ying's neck, lifted him up like a chicken, and then slammed him down on the ground below.
Bang!
Even with the obstruction of the puddles, this smash still caused the ground below to crack open. Shadow once again spat out a mouthful of blood. His internal organs had suffered unprecedented damage, and the intense pain caused him to lose consciousness.
Then Jian Wushuang lifted An Ying's body again, and looked at the purple-masked assassin in the void above.
At this moment, the purple-masked assassin's eyes were surging with unprecedented fear. Even though he saw that An Ying was in Jian Wushuang's hands, he didn't have the courage to go down and fight with Jian Wushuang.
"Purple-masked assassin, you're just so-so."
Jian Wushuang grinned, and then ignored the purple-masked assassin. He grabbed An Ying and rushed out of the courtyard, and soon disappeared completely from the purple-masked assassin's sight.
The purple-masked assassin stood alone in the void, but his eyes overlooked the sea of blood below. At this moment, he was the only one who was still alive in this stronghold. The purple-masked assassin couldn't help but be silent.
In this attack, Blood Feather Tower suffered a great loss!
In the entire Clearwater Stronghold, hundreds of copper-masked and silver-masked assassins were all killed.
The 12 gold-masked assassins were also all dead.
Of course, these were nothing. What could really be called a huge loss was the death of the purple-masked assassin and the shadow.
"I didn't expect that Jian Wushuang, who fell into the Bottomless Abyss two years ago, is still alive. And in just two years, his strength has already improved to such a level!" The purple-masked assassin clenched his hands.
"If he is not dead, then Blood Feather Tower is in big trouble!"
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PS: Brothers, announce the QQ group for the next book. 317601474
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