Countless droplets of rain gathered around Jianchen. Every single droplet was condensed from powerful Radiant Saint Force and radiated with a sharp presence. Afterwards, the countless droplets of rain shot toward the incoming assassins as streaks of white light under Jianchen's control.
The assassins all swung their short swords to block the attacks of the rain. At that moment, the droplets collided with the short swords, producing a series of clanging sounds. Most of the assassins were Earth Saint Masters while the rest were Heaven Saint Masters. Every time the Earth Saint Master assassins came in contact with the droplets of rain, their bodies would violently tremble. The seemingly insignificant droplets of rain were terrifyingly powerful.
"Argh!" An Earth Saint Master assassin was struck by a droplet of rain, which directly pierced through his body. The intense pain caused him to involuntarily cry out. Not only did his movements slow down, but more and more droplets of rain pierced through his body, killing him on the spot.
Miserable cries rang out one after another. In just a short while, all the Earth Saint Masters had died. Their bodies were riddled with holes without exception as blood dyed their bodies red.
Right now, only four Heaven Saint Masters were still holding on bitterly. However, their advance had been forcefully stopped by the dense droplets of rain. Not only were they unable to advance at all, they were even rapidly retreating under the attack of the droplets of rain.
"Hallmaster Feng, what are you waiting for?" An assassin yelled out.
A gleam of light flashed through the eyes of the girl in the distance. The small sword in Jianchen's hand immediately flew out of Jianchen's hand as if it had been controlled. It turned into a silver streak of light as it shot toward Jianchen's forehead.
Jianchen's eyes narrowed. Suddenly, a faint azure light appeared in his eyes. The small sword under the control of the little girl immediately came to a halt before Jianchen's forehead. Afterward, it shot out under Jianchen's control as a bolt of lightning, targeting the girl. A faint azure sword Qi appeared on the small sword.
"Sword of Holy Light!" Jianchen split his attention and opened his hand. Four dazzling Radiant Swords suddenly condensed in his hand before shooting toward the four Heaven Saint Master assassins as streaks of silver light.
The four assassins spat out mouthfuls of blood as they flew backward. Their faces turned pale, and their bodies fell heavily to the ground.
Hall Master Feng, who looked like a little girl, had her chest pierced through by the small sword. Her face instantly turned pale, and a trace of black blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth. She had been poisoned.
"Whoosh!"
The sound of something tearing through the air rang out from behind. The small sword that had pierced through the girl's chest had returned under Jianchen's control. It passed through the girl's back with strands of sharp sword Qi and returned to Jianchen's hand.
The girl grunted and forcefully suppressed the poison that was rapidly spreading through her body. She immediately stomped her feet on the ground and soared into the air, fleeing into the distance.
Jianchen did not plan on letting the girl go. Although she only seemed to be twelve or thirteen, Jianchen knew that her true age was far greater than that.
"Sword of Holy Light!" Jianchen called out and a Sword of Holy Light quickly condensed. With a wave of his hand, it shot through the air as a streak of light, chasing after the girl.
The girl suddenly turned around in the air as a short sword similar to the one used by the black-clothed people appeared in her hand. She swung it at the Sword of Holy Light as hard as she could.
With a boom, the Sword of Holy Light was shattered and the girl spat out a mouthful of blood. She fell from the air and the poison in her body immediately erupted after losing the suppression of Saint Force, causing her face to rapidly darken.
At this time, the wind and clouds surged in the sky as a huge pressure filled the world. The huge sword in Yang Ling's hand reached the horizon, emitting a dazzling red light. There was also a layer of terrifyingly high temperature being emitted from the huge sword, causing the surrounding air to rapidly rise.
"I'll let you have a taste of my Heaven Tier Battle Skill!" Yang Ling roared out as he suddenly swung the huge sword in his hand, slashing at the assassins closest to him.
Although the assassins were Heaven Saint Masters, they had not reached the peak. They were far weaker than Yang Ling, who was a Sixth Cycle Heaven Saint Master. They were directly immobilized by the pressure of the Heaven Tier Battle Skill.
The huge sword shone with a dazzling red light as it swept past the necks of four of the assassins, directly cutting off their heads. It then continued on toward the fifth assassin without slowing down at all.
The assassin could no longer dodge. With a loud roar, he used all his strength to slash at the huge sword that had locked onto him.
With a violent boom, the assassin's short sword was immediately repelled while the huge sword stabbed into his chest with lightning-like speed. The flames on the huge sword surged into the assassin's body as well.
"Argh!" The assassin let out a painful scream. His entire body turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, a flame emerged from his body. The flame quickly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sea of fire that drowned the assassin. Soon, his body was burned to ashes.
Yang Ling's Heaven Tier Battle Skill had directly killed five experts of the same level as him, leaving only one of the six people who had surrounded him.
"Yang Ling, go capture that girl. Leave these people to me." Jianchen said loudly. Soon after, five more Radiant Swords condensed. Each of the five Radiant Swords was four meters long and gave off powerful pulses of energy. They were clearly even more powerful.
These five Radiant Swords were the most powerful Radiant Swords that Jianchen could condense right now. They were much more powerful than the Radiant Swords he had just used. This was because these five Radiant Swords were something that Jianchen had comprehended after a dozen days of seclusion after returning from the pleasure boat.
"Yes, master Yang Yutian!" Yang Ling immediately replied and chased after the girl.
Seeing the Radiant Swords that were clearly more powerful than Jianchen's, the expressions of the remaining assassins could not help but change.
"Retreat!" One of them called out. He no longer had any interest in fighting and fled into the distance with his heavily injured body. The four people behind him all fled in different directions.
However, before they could get very far, the four Radiant Swords that hovered around Jianchen immediately flew out. They chased after them at several times their speed and stabbed deeply into the backs of the five assassins. Afterwards, the Radiant Swords exploded loudly. The powerful energy directly shattered the bodies of the five assassins, turning them into blood that dyed the sky red.
After the five assassins died, Yang Ling also flew over from afar. He was carrying the little girl in his hand. At this moment, the little girl's face was completely black. It was obvious that she had been deeply poisoned.
Yang Ling threw the girl to the ground and said, "Master Yang Yutian, I've already captured her. Are you alright?"
"I'm fine. These people can't harm me with their strength." Jianchen tidied up his messy clothes. Although the middle-aged woman had struck him with a palm strike before, it was unable to harm Jianchen's Chaotic Body at all. Moreover, the cold presence that had been sent into Jianchen's body had immediately dispersed under the Chaotic Force.
Jianchen arrived before the girl and stared at her coldly. He asked, "Where did you get the materials for this sword?"
The girl stared at Jianchen scornfully and said in an old voice, "Why are you asking so many questions when you're about to die? It's pointless because you don't have much time left to live. No one can survive the pursuit of our Yama Hall, not even Saint Rulers." The girl's voice was very hoarse, which did not match her age at all. It was easier to believe that she was an old woman in her seventies or eighties from her voice.
Jianchen's face sank, "If you tell me where you got the materials for this sword, I might spare your life." Jianchen cared very much about the material of the sword because it was one of the materials for forging the Azulet swords. It was called Heaven's Soulstone, and the amount of Heaven's Soulstone he had right now was nowhere near enough because forging the swords required a lot of Heaven's Soulstone. It basically took up a quarter of all the materials.
"Don't even think about getting any information from me!" The girl coldly said before directly closing her eyes.
Jianchen glared at the girl for a while before sternly saying, "Yang Ling, restrict her movements. Take her back to the union!"
Spurt! Suddenly, the girl vomited a mouthful of black blood before collapsing to the ground. She had completely lost all signs of life.
Yang Ling quickly checked the girl's body and said, "Master Yang Yutian, she's already committed suicide by severing her own meridian."
Jianchen remained silent. He glanced at the poisoned sword in his hand and silently stowed it away. He turned around and made his way to the carriage, "Let's continue on our way back to the union!"
The coachman hurriedly leapt off the carriage and arrived beside Jianchen. He asked in concern, "Esteemed Radiant Saint Master, are you injured? It's no longer safe on the road. Get on the carriage. I'll take you back to the union immediately."
Jianchen remained silent and directly boarded the carriage. Right now, all he could think about was the small sword. The assassination attempt by the assassins did not affect him at all. He had killed countless times in his life, so he was used to small situations like this.
However, just as Jianchen was halfway into the carriage, a dagger silently appeared in the coachman's hand. He stabbed it toward Jianchen's back with lightning-like speed. If the attack connected, the dagger would directly pierce through Jianchen's heart.
A gleam of light flashed through Jianchen's eyes before he sneered disdainfully.
The dagger viciously stabbed into Jianchen's back, but it only managed to pierce through his clothes. As soon as the tip of the dagger came into contact with Jianchen's body, it seemed to strike a tough piece of steel. It was unable to advance any further.
The coachman's expression changed slightly, but he reacted extremely quickly. He poured Saint Force into the dagger as he used all his strength. However, no matter how hard he tried, the dagger was unable to advance any further. It was as if an extremely tough piece of steel was blocking the dagger's path.
"Bang!" At this moment, Yang Ling arrived. Without saying anything else, he directly punched the coachman, sending him flying ten meters away. He fell to the ground and constantly vomited blood.
"Bastard, I never thought that your coachman would be an assassin as well!" Yang Ling roared at the coachman. He was currently hopping mad. As Jianchen's personal guard, he had already made two mistakes in such a short amount of time. If it were any other Class 6 Radiant Saint Master, they probably would have died long ago.
Jian Chen crawled out of the carriage and stared at the coachman with a complicated gaze. He exclaimed, "What a brilliant concealment technique. Not only was your attack completely silent, there wasn't even the slightest bit of killing intent leaking out. I actually didn't sense it at all. You must have been trained. I wonder which organization you belong to."
"The Hell's Gate!" The coachman emphasized every single word as he stared at Jianchen, "If it weren't for your defensive treasure, you would have already died at the hands of my Underworld's Gate."
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Jianchen sneered. He murmured, "The Underworld's Gate and the Yama Hall. Two of the three great assassin organizations of the continent have actually come. The people who want to kill me really do think highly of me. I wonder if the people from the Bloodsword Sect have joined in." With that, a Radiant Sword condensed in Jianchen's hand and he directly shot it at the coachman. The coachman was only an Earth Saint Master. He had already been heavily injured by a single punch from Yang Ling, so he was unable to dodge Jianchen's attack at all. He died on the spot.
"Yang Ling, you'll drive the carriage back to the union. My days won't be peaceful for a while."
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