Chapter 1611
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"Heh, it's like this …"
Long Bufan rubbed his nose and smiled faintly. He told the 12 of them the whole story of how he became enemies with the Zhang Clan in the promotion trial ground and how he fought over the Dragon Bone Scales Spear with Zhang Huayun in the auction pavilion.
After hearing this, all of them sucked in a breath of cold air and revealed looks of shock.
A Heavenly Body Tier cultivator fighting against a Divine Transformation Tier cultivator. Wasn't this seeking death?
However, the current situation was even worse. Not only did Long Bufan have to fight against the Divine Transformation Tier cultivator from the Zhang Clan, but he also had to face 15 equally powerful disciples of the Shrine Pavilion. In such a situation, there was almost no chance of survival!
Wu Moying, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said in a cold voice, "Long, do you need me to assassinate a few of them?"
Wu Moying came from a clan of assassins. He had always been taciturn, and his aura was restrained. He also liked to sit in dark places. If he didn't speak, everyone would easily ignore his existence.
However, when he spoke at this time, his words were shocking. Instantly, the expressions of everyone present changed drastically. They looked at Wu Moying, who was sitting in the corner, in shock.
Was this brat crazy?
He even dared to assassinate someone from the Shrine Pavilion. Not to mention whether or not the assassination would succeed, if he was caught, there was only one outcome that he would face — the death penalty!
"As an assassin, I have long disregarded life and death. I have no regrets if I can reduce your burden." Wu Moying looked at Long Bufan indifferently. His voice was so calm that it was a little frightening.
The fear of death was the biggest obstacle to becoming an excellent assassin. When he decided to inherit the martial arts of his ancestor, the "Assassin of the Gods," the belief and determination in his heart had far surpassed the fear of death.
In other words, this was the awareness that an assassin should have!
Long Bufan was a little touched by Wu Moying's words, and he didn't have the slightest doubt. Wu Moying's words weren't just empty words. As long as Long Bufan nodded, he would definitely immediately take action and assassinate the 15 disciples of the Shrine Pavilion who had challenged Long Bufan.
However, how could anyone who could become a disciple of the Shrine Pavilion be an idiot? Moreover, it was daytime now. If Wu Moying wanted to assassinate them in such an unfavorable environment, the probability of success was not high.
"I didn't call you here to send you to your deaths." Long Bufan smiled and shook his head. He said confidently, "And you don't have to worry. I won't die."
Long Bufan's confidence didn't only come from the increase in his strength, but also from the fact that he still had an important mission ahead of him. He believed that before entering the lost plane, if his life was in danger, Lord Bai Weng wouldn't come to his rescue!
Hearing this, Long Ya, who had always been cautious, had a strange look in his eyes. He couldn't help but ask, "From what you've said, you suddenly summoned us to the Shrine Pavilion for another reason?"
Liu Yunluo also looked at Long Bufan strangely. Previously, he had deliberately made things difficult for Long Bufan because of his strength in the Hundred Sect Battlefield. Now that Long Bufan's status and ability were much higher than his, he had been anxious about being summoned to the Shrine Pavilion this time.
Long Bufan looked around at everyone, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared. He nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, this matter can be said to be a great opportunity that many disciples of the Shrine Pavilion can't obtain even if they break their heads. However … it is also very dangerous!"
"Great opportunity?"
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