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Marshal Hong had just seen this young man by Hua Qianlou's side, but he didn't expect him to be the one who saved him. This young man didn't say a word and gave him a cold and proud feeling.
Wuqing looked at Hong Shuai and asked, ”Are you alright?”
”It's fine, thank you!”
Wuqing did not say anything and nodded his head. Hong'er tactfully retreated. Originally, he wanted to show off his skills in front of everyone, but he ended up failing miserably.
Heartless, like a wooden stake, he stood there coldly, his entire body brimming with killing intent.
The two Ninja Warriors who were closest to Wuqing looked at each other. Although they did not know who this person was, they had already reached an agreement. Without exception, they would kill him!
Two Ninja Warriors dragged their katars as they charged towards Heartless, one on the left and one on the right. The friction between the blades and the ground produced sparks.
With a cold smile, Wuqing flicked his right finger and a cold beam flew towards the ninja warrior on the left. When the Ninja Warrior saw the cold light shooting towards him, he reacted quickly. He immediately used his katana to draw out a few sparks in an attempt to block the cold light. But unfortunately, the merciless short sword was not something he could block.
The merciless dagger carried a dazzling light, and like a meteor streaking across the sky, it unexpectedly passed through the middle of the blade flowers at an unbelievable angle. The Ninja Warrior's eyes widened in fear. His neck suddenly felt a chill, and all the strength in his body rushed out from the bloody hole in his neck and he collapsed limply like a balloon that was leaking air.
The Ninja Warrior on the left had died, but the one on the right had already arrived in front of Heartless. Sword shadows overlapped, and the Ninja Warrior was rushing towards him.
Facing the descending katana, Wuqing actually didn't dodge at all. He stood there confidently with an expressionless face, as if he didn't even see the falling blade.
With a light cracking sound, the snow-white blade suddenly stopped less than five centimeters away from Wuqing's head. The Ninja Warrior felt as if someone had cast a Immobilize Spell on him. He raised his katana high into the air, but could not continue the attack. He was like a statue, his posture was quite cool.
Plop! The Ninja Warrior tumbled to the ground, a gash appearing on the back of his head.
Wuqing extended two fingers of his right hand and waved them in the air, as if something flew back into his hand.
Marshal Hong was beside Wuqing, but he was unable to tell what weapon Wuqing was using. He looked at Wuqing in surprise. The fellow in front of him possessed extremely high battle prowess. To think that he was able to easily kill two Ninja Warriors in an instant. Even Marshal Hong himself was lamenting his own incompetence.
Ah!” A Ninja Warrior slipped behind Wuqing, held his katana horizontally, and ferociously charged forward, the tip of his blade viciously stabbing towards Wuqing's waist.
”Be careful!” Marshal Hong wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.
Seeing that the tip of the blade was about to pierce through Wuqing's skin, Wuqing suddenly turned around and sent out a snow-white blade-light without even turning his head.
Ding dang!
The sharp katana was like a child's toy. It easily broke into two pieces. Without waiting for the Ninja Warrior to react, he quickly flashed past him with that snow-white saber light.
Marshal Hong's heartless figure flashed. When he saw Heartless again, he was already standing behind the ninja warrior. At this time, Marshal Hong could clearly see a line of blood quickly spreading out from the ninja warrior's mask.
Wuqing lightly waved his right hand, standing in the middle of the battlefield. The night wind blew against his robes, making him look extremely cold.
On the battlefield, not only was Marshal Hong stunned, even the Ninja Warriors were stunned by the series of ruthless and dazzling killing techniques.
In the bleak autumn wind, Heartless was like a sharp knife as he coldly stood in the middle of the road. The cold blade aura, with Wuqing as the center, radiated all around and became a forbidden death zone. No one dared to rashly step into this forbidden death zone, because there was only one outcome for those who entered, and that was — Death!
At this time, everyone felt a sense of ”death!” Although it was easy to say the word 'death', but when you truly faced it, you would need a great amount of courage.
”Who are you?” Sanpo stood delicately on the top of the Hummer, his face frosted with frost. The night wind blew against her long hair, making it even more enchanting.
Wuqing slowly raised his head, his eyes staring straight at the Three Purities' Mu. His face was like a block of thousand-year ice, without the slightest fluctuation of emotions or expressions. Such a face made even Marshal Hong, who had roamed the world and had seen countless people, shudder uncontrollably. That icy cold feeling wasn't intentionally put on by the person in front of him. It was an invisible aura that he was giving off.
The burning eyes of the Three Potions Mushroom and its ice-cold eyes met in the air. A deep and cold feeling seeped into his skin, and he could feel a cold breath come out of his bones.
Facing such a cold gaze, Three Purities' heart felt extremely uncomfortable. It was as if someone was holding ice cubes and slowly sliding them across his skin. She took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and asked harshly, ”Who are you?”