Chapter 1982

The sky trembled, and the void began to shatter. First, it was one area, then another, and finally the entire sky.

With Zi Chen as the center, the space around him was completely shattered, and he was in the middle of a black hole.

Waves after waves of murderous intent surged from all directions and locked onto Zi Chen. That aura was extremely oppressive and terrifying.

Sword light appeared from the shattered void, and each sword light was controlled by a person. There were more than a dozen people, and each of them was dressed in black and had a black mask on their faces. Their expressions were cold.

The chain of killing intent was not over yet.

The sword light covered all directions. At this moment, Zi Chen had no way out.

Facing these sword lights that completely sealed off all his escape routes, all he could do was to pick up the saber in his hand and slash at the enemies in front of him.

The advancing sword lights were fast and slow. They did not seem to have any pattern, but they seemed to be filled with a strange trajectory.

Being in the middle of the sword lights, Zi Chen knew very well that these fast and slow sword lights were to catch him off guard and make it impossible for him to resist. Even if he dodged an attack, more would come.

This was a sure-kill situation, and it was already the fourth time in a row. Each time, it was a sure-kill situation. Obviously, the opponents were not careless, nor did they underestimate Zi Chen.

His gaze quickly swept across these black-clothed people. Zi Chen's perfect spiritual senses immediately deduced many ways to get out of this situation, but he quickly eliminated them one by one.

At this moment, the most likely way to succeed was to use extreme speed. Zi Chen's perfect spiritual senses also gave him an answer. Using extreme speed was very likely to avoid this sure-kill situation, and he would suffer less injuries.

However, Zi Chen's keen intuition told him that this method was not safe, because if he could think of it, his opponents would not overlook it.

Now that the world's fastest speed had almost become Zi Chen's trademark, everyone naturally knew about it.

On this battlefield, there was not so much time for Zi Chen to hesitate. As soon as the doubt appeared in his mind, he decisively gave up on extreme speed and chose to forcibly break through.

"Hum."

Heaven-defying energy appeared on the surface of his body and turned into pure energy, adhering to the surface of his body. After gradually forming a scale, it exploded with destructive fluctuations.

This fluctuation turned into a violent ripple that spread out in all directions.

This was Zi Chen's most powerful attack. Even if it was hastily displayed, Zi Chen believed that some of the assassins would be forced back.

The ripples spread out and collided with the sword light, causing the sword light to tremble slightly. The ripples spread out again and collided with the assassins. Under the push of the powerful energy, some of them were unable to withstand the pressure and were instantly sent flying.

Nearly half of the people were sent flying, but the other half managed to block the energy impact. Their attack speed did not decrease, and the sharp sword light directly pierced towards Zi Chen's body.

Swoosh.

The moment these sword lights struck, Zi Chen held the saber with both hands and spread his feet apart. His entire body began to spin on the spot, drawing a perfect circular saber arc.

The moment this saber arc appeared, the thunder wings on Zi Chen's back trembled, and a mysterious power spread out. This power spread out in all directions, and when the energy came into contact with the sword light, the speed of the sword light clearly paused.

The energy shock, the perfect saber arc, and then the rapid pause. Zi Chen believed that after three attacks, he should be able to dodge most of the attacks.

Many sword lights approached, and Zi Chen displayed three changes. In a short moment, under such a situation where he was sure to kill, it was already very impressive to be able to display three changes.

After three changes, many of the attacks had already arrived, and Zi Chen went from active to passive.

"Pu." "Pu." "Pu."

The sword lights easily broke through Zi Chen's defense and then pierced towards Zi Chen. Some were repelled by the perfect saber arc as they moved forward, while others passed through the saber arc and pierced into Zi Chen's body.

Zi Chen's strong defense, which was comparable to a Heaven-rank soldier's, did not block too many attacks for him. The sharp attacks that came prepared broke through his defense one after another.

At this moment, the only thing Zi Chen could do was to use the saber arc to repel these attacks and force these attackers to retreat.

Swoosh.

Just as Zi Chen exhausted all his strength, the fifth change came. A monstrous killing intent appeared above Zi Chen's head, firmly locking onto him and suppressing him. As this killing intent appeared, Zi Chen's pores opened, and his hair stood on end. A long-lost sense of crisis emerged from the bottom of his heart.

He did not even need to think to know that this was the final killing intent. It was also the last part of this chain of killing moves, and it was also the part that would determine the outcome of this battle.

"Boom!"

Energy exploded around him, and the thunder wings on his back were fully extended. Zi Chen, who was in the middle of spinning, tapped his feet, tilted his head slightly, and spread out the thunder wings behind him.

As his body moved backward, the thunder wings blocked three attacks for Zi Chen. Among them, they forcefully repelled two Heaven-rank longswords and forced an assassin to retreat. However, there was still one attack that pierced through Zi Chen's back, completely penetrating his body, and the tip of the sword appeared in front of his heart.

Swish.

Just as Zi Chen was retreating, a sharp, sure-kill sword light swept past Zi Chen's head.

The sword light, along with its owner, disappeared after the first attack.

From the beginning of the attack to the end, no one could see his face.

Poof.

Zi Chen, who was retreating, was knocked backward. When a longsword pierced through his body, the longsword in his hand suddenly stabbed backward, piercing through the chest of an assassin.

From afar, Zi Chen seemed to be fighting back before his death, directly dragging the assassin down with him.

On the battlefield, the first wave of attacks had ended, and all the surviving assassins had scattered. The delayed sound of metal clashing could be heard.

No one was fighting, but there was a sound. The atmosphere was a little strange.

The whole hall was silent.

All the spectating cultivators, including the Heaven-Defying Cultivators, were watching the battle with their mouths agape. Their expressions were a little sluggish.

After Luo Yao's defeat and escape, a series of changes took place on the battlefield. These rapid changes were difficult for them to keep up with, and they could only stand there and watch in a daze.

Zi Chen, under such a sudden attack, reacted quickly and avoided all kinds of sure-kill attacks until the last killing move ended.

Under such a sudden change, Yi Qian, who was equally shocked, now had lingering fear and dread in her beautiful eyes.

She didn't pay much attention to Luo Yao's appearance earlier. She didn't try to back away either. She was very close to the battlefield, and under such circumstances, she could feel the killing intent. Even though she wasn't directly involved, being so close to the battlefield made her feel as though she was there.

There were five rings in the killing move. In the eyes of many, the first two rings were already a sure-kill situation. Once the third ring was used, few could withstand it.

But then there were the fourth and fifth rings. Yi Qian asked herself, if she was caught off guard and faced the five-ring killing move, she would undoubtedly die.

She raised her head to look at the scene, her eyes wide open, filled with worry. Although Yi Qian was shocked by these assassins' meticulous planning and precise calculations, she did not approve of them in her heart. It was still the same sentence, if Zi Chen died under this kind of assassination, it would not be worth it.

The first wave of battle ended. Everyone stood in the air, motionless, as if time had stopped.

The spectators in the distance also raised their heads and looked at the battlefield. After the shock, their faces showed eagerness again. Obviously, they wanted to know the situation of the battle.

At this moment, Zi Chen's body was almost intimately connected to a black-clothed man. The latter used a sharp sword to pierce through his heart from the back, while he used a long saber to pierce through the man's chest.

One saber and one sword, implicating the two.

Not far behind Zi Chen, a black-clothed man was half-kneeling in the air. He no longer had a Heaven-grade weapon in his hand. His hands were clutching his stomach. Waves of energy were flowing through his hands, but it was still unable to stop the gurgling blood.

In another place, a black-clothed man still had a weapon in his hand, but the wound on his neck was very obvious. His aura had become extremely unstable.

There was another black-clothed man standing a few hundred meters away. There was no big wound on his body, only a shallow saber mark.

This was behind Zi Chen, while in front of Zi Chen, there were three black clothed men lying on the ground. Within their cold and indifferent eyes, there was a trace of pain, as well as a trace of unwillingness.

Behind them were four black-clothed men standing. Their injuries were not serious, but their eyes showed the same unwillingness.

These were the assassins who were still alive in the fourth wave of attacks. As for the dead, they had already lost their strength and fallen to the ground.

Behind Zi Chen, the assassin's eyes had already lost their light. His life force had already dissipated.

Nearly 85% of the dozen assassins had died in the sudden attack. The remaining few were also seriously injured.

This loss could be said to be huge. However, what everyone was more concerned about was whether Zi Chen was alive or dead.

As they looked up, their gazes fell on Zi Chen. They saw that the black robe on Zi Chen's chest had already been reduced to rags. In addition to the sword protruding from his chest, there were many wounds. Some were sword holes, some were sword scars. There were at least twenty of them.

At the same time, there were sword scars on his shoulders and arms. There were even a few spots where golden bones could be seen.

Of course, these injuries were not serious. The most serious was the wound on Zi Chen's head. There was a sword scar that fell directly from the center of his eyebrows, followed by his nose and mouth, all the way to his chest.

This was the most serious injury on Zi Chen's body. It had come from the last attack, which had almost split him in two.

Zi Chen's injuries looked extremely terrible. However, his eyes were still shining brightly.

He looked like he was riddled with wounds and his breathing was weak. However, the life force around him was still very strong.

Under the gaze of all the cultivators present, Zi Chen slowly shook his head and allowed the golden blood to splatter all over his body.

He first pulled out his long saber from the assassin's body. Then, he pulled his body out of the sword. After a series of grimacing, Zi Chen, who had pulled out the sword, pushed the assassin lightly and sent him crashing to the ground.

He then raised his long saber, ignoring the injuries on his body, and shouted into the void, "Your assassination skills are indeed not bad. Let's try again."

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PS: It's midnight. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone.