An expert!
This was a tacit understanding that could only be cultivated by a true assassin for ten years, or even dozens of years.
Countless resources were needed to accumulate. Behind these simple eighteen people was a great power whose depths could not be seen.
Nurturing such eighteen people would require much more resources than hiring a Star Venerate expert.
Resources had a price, but time was priceless.
Not everyone had the ability to spend more than a decade to nurture such death warriors.
There must be a huge force behind it. There must be specialized people and organizations that carry out systematic training.
Light and shadow flickered between black and white.
Countless sword shadows charged towards Xiao Chen, stabbing, slashing, left, and right.
In the sky, on the ground, in all directions, there was not a single blind spot.
Clang clang clang!
Unsheathing his saber, Xiao Chen did not move an inch. His expression was calm as he brandished the saber in his hand.
As the sword and saber clashed, all sorts of clanging sounds could be heard. It was exceptionally shocking.
The round of attacks that were like an inescapable net ended in the blink of an eye.
Another round followed, not giving anyone a chance to catch their breath.
Between heaven and earth, light and shadow danced. This three-dimensional array was shrouded by layers of sword shadows.
From an outsider's point of view, they could only see the dancing swords forming a huge sphere.
After eighteen rounds, the black shadow returned to its original position. There were no wounds on Xiao Chen's body.
After half a year of training, his saber skills had reached a whole new level.
When Xiao Chen waved his hand, his saber light could easily envelop a place. With one move, he could easily block the combined attacks of several people.
But the situation was still not optimistic.
Xiao Chen felt that this complicated and profound formation was just the beginning. There were still many more incredible moves that he had yet to bring out.
The targets of this formation should be middle-stage Star Venerates or even late-stage Star Venerates.
He had to defeat one of them.
Otherwise, if the other party were to continue to display the might of the formation, they would be unable to escape.
He would definitely perish here today.
"Change formation!"
Just as Xiao Chen expected, the leader of the black-robed men snorted coldly.
The eighteen figures quickly changed positions.
The light on the ground and the connected sword shadows in the air kept changing.
Like a ripple, all sorts of killing intents assaulted Zhang Xuan unceasingly.
The formation was filled with killing intent. One wrong step and they would fall into a bottomless abyss and be dismembered.
Xiao Chen had no choice but to follow suit. He tried his best to find the slightest chance of survival in the array formation.
Of the fifty Dayan numbers, nine out of forty are used, and one is missing.
The Heavenly Dao was heartless, but no matter what, there would always be a chance of survival.
Any killing formation was like this, it could not go against the natural order. No matter how many layers of killing intent there were, there would always be a chance of survival.
What was difficult was to distinguish between real and fake, and between fake and real.
How to divide it? How to argue?
Fortunately, Xiao Chen was proficient in the art of geomancy. He had been through hundreds of battles and was particularly sensitive to killing intent.
In such a killing formation, Xiao Chen kept flashing about, narrowly avoiding the layers of danger.
Wait!
Killing intent gathered in Xiao Chen's eyes. He still had many trump cards that he had yet to use, even though it was dangerous and he could lose his life at any moment.
However, he had not used any of these trump cards.
Either he didn't use it, or once he did, he would be sealed with blood and killed without mercy!
The eighteen assassins watched in shock as Xiao Chen continuously moved about but failed to land a hit.
This formation was called the Star Killing Formation!
As the name suggested, it was used to kill Star Venerates. Once it was executed, there was no chance of failure.
However, today, Xiao Chen was just a Major Primal Core Venerate. Even after fighting for so long, he still did not show any openings.
"Attack!"
The leader of the assassins shouted, losing some patience. Immediately, nine figures soared into the air and thrust their swords at Xiao Chen.
The nine swords merged into one, and space trembled. If there were a tall mountain here, it would definitely collapse.
Even a middle-stage Star Venerate would have to dodge the attack of the nine swords merged into one.
As long as one retreated, one would fall into the killing intent of the formation, consigned to eternal damnation.
The nine people's eyes were sharp, cold, emotionless, devoid of color, only a heavy Death Qi.
Xiao Chen stood upright with his hands behind his back. Then, he smiled coldly and said, "I was waiting for you to attack!"
Two spots of light appeared in Xiao Chen's eyes, one golden and one white.
The Taiji Yinyang Flame Diagram suddenly took form. Yinyang, the four divisions, the eight trigrams, and all sorts of mysterious phenomena appeared.
"Dang!"
The nine swords struck the diagram but did not budge at all, unable to break it.
"Scatter!"
Xiao Chen pushed with his hand, and the yinyang flame diagram gave off a bright golden light. Then, it charged forward, sweeping through everything in its path, unblockable.
Before the nine black-clad assassins could retreat, the Taiji Yinyang Flame Diagram crashed into them.
They immediately vomited large mouthfuls of blood and went flying back.
The Star Killing Formation instantly broke!
When the light and shadow disappeared, the feeling of being restrained by the light and shadow that had been lingering around Xiao Chen vanished.
Resolving the Mundane!
Severing the seven emotions, severing the six desires, resolving the mundane, achieving eternity.
After being suppressed for so long, Xiao Chen's killing intent erupted like a flash flood as he swung his saber.
The nine black-clad assassins who got knocked away all got chopped in half at the waist, splattering blood everywhere.
"Mission failed. Retreat!"
The leader paled in shock. In a fluster, he decisively retreated, not daring to get involved.
After all, the nine were not Star Venerates. Once the formation failed, they returned to their original form.
"You think you can leave?"
Xiao Chen snorted coldly. His figure trembled, and he executed Dharmic World, turning into a three-kilometer-tall giant.
When Xiao Chen landed, he trampled three fleeing black-clad assassins to death. Then, just as he was about to recover his true form, he sent out a saber strike with all his might.
The saber light grew to thirty kilometers long, looking like a rainbow descending from the sky, killing another four people.
"Ice Blood Lightning Dragon!"
The instant Xiao Chen recovered his true form, a berserk tricolor dragon flew out of his palm. It grew with the wind, baring fangs and claws as it instantly swallowed up a person.
The situation reversed in an instant. Only the leader managed to flee more than five kilometers away.
However, before that leader could rejoice or sigh, he saw an invisible will carrying the might of the world howling over.
Everywhere this will passed, strong winds howled, and the grass bent. It was like a sovereign descending, all things submitting.
"Boom!"
The leader felt like a mountain crashed into him. He grunted and vomited a mouthful of blood as he knelt on the ground.
Xiao Chen's will of soul suppressed this person to the point that he could not move.
The might of the world froze this space.
The drifting dust, the flying tree branches, and the passing birds all froze. It was like time had stopped flowing.
Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed. Nothing moved except the leader's body. Then, he ruthlessly pulled it back.
As Xiao Chen grabbed the leader's body, he showed a sullen expression as he tossed it away like trash.
This person was already dead. The moment the will of soul suppressed him, he committed suicide.
Xiao Chen withdrew his will of soul into his body. "Rumble …!" The trees fell to the ground, the dust flew up again, and the birds flew away in a fluster.
Corpses littered the ground, with severed limbs and a heavy stench of blood lingering in the surroundings.
Xiao Chen's expression turned somewhat scarily sullen. His alternating black and white hair exuded a startling chill from his entire body. It was like his killing Qi was sealed in ice.
Xiao Chen looked at the silhouette of Soaring Dragon City at the limits of his vision.
Xiao Chen muttered, "The Cluster Lord's Residence!"
There was no grudge between them, yet Xiao Chen made such a killing move. He was truly ruthless.
Xiao Chen's figure flashed, vanishing from where he stood. Then, he headed for Soaring Dragon City silently.
His destination was Soaring Dragon City's Cluster Lord's Residence.
It was never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.
--- At the same time, a group of unwelcome guests arrived at Dragon Flame City, which was still far away.
Seven or eight people gathered at the city gates. All of them had extraordinary auras and a withdrawn sharpness.
Vaguely, they stirred up the world.
Even though they hid their sharpness, their invisible auras made others retreat, not daring to stand together with them.
They were like beggars not daring to sit together with a sovereign king.
The leader was a woman in a plain red dress. She had a graceful figure, and her black hair fluttered in the wind, stirring up all sorts of flirtatious feelings, intoxicating one.
"Dragon Flame City."
The woman in the red dress had a small, exquisite saber hanging at her waist. As she looked at the words "Dragon Flame City," she said softly.
"This place is now the conferred land of the Yanwu Dynasty's Soaring Dragon Marquis. He bestowed it to his most beloved daughter, Cluster Lord Gou Yu."
"Who knows how long this place has been here? To think that the aura of my Dragon Race still lingers. This is incredible."
The few people discussed in soft voices. As they spoke, the information they revealed made everyone's hair stand on end. Horror filled their eyes.
"The Dragon Race … the Dragon Race's people are here at Dragon Flame City!"
"Something major is going to happen. Quickly, let's go!"
No one on the city walls dared to sneak a peek at this group of people. They scattered in a fluster.
Everyone felt their legs go weak.
A handsome youth among them said politely to the woman in the red dress, "Senior Sister Ruyue, news of an ancient Dragon Race totem came from this place."
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