692 The Assassins’ Breakout! (2/2)
Nevertheless, this time, with a sudden burst of resolve, he had the intention to release his strongest technique, then fight his way out after seizing the treasure. This plan of his was too obvious - anyone could see through it!
Judging by the intensity of the existing battle, this fellow was not considered overly ambitious for attempting to stand out. If the current combatants continued to unleash a similar display of skills, perhaps Wang Jianfei, the Mad Dragon Swordsman, would have gotten what he wished for.
However, the problem was that not a single man among the mob of real professionals present had unleashed their full potential, nor had anyone utilized their ultimate killing technique. Hence, the attempt at standing out from his peers was repaid with an unforgiving defeat, a fatal failure.
The fact that he died in such a simple, uncomplicated manner might seem totally out of place, but it was completely logical!
It was just as it should be, wholly appropriate!
Fate was still at play. Until this moment, amongst the throng of top assassins, Bai Yixue's cultivation base still could not join the ranks of the top assassins. However, the fact that he could still escape unscathed from the Unrivaled Swordsman was totally due to the fact that fate had smiled on him. The Mad Dragon Swordsman Wang Jianfei, on the other hand... did it matter if his cultivation base was incredibly high? He was still as dead as trash and within such a short altercation!
Nevertheless, the battle did not simmer down after Wang Jianfei's untimely demise. On the contrary, the situation intensified, growing even more extreme - the numbers of elites that unleashed their ultimate techniques amongst the masses grew more and more by the minute.
There was never a lack of hidden talents within the martial world. As the clash between the two forces escalated, one could say that the battle had reached its final point; nobody had the intention of holding back any longer. The crowd went all out in a frenzy, causing the battle to escalate once more in a wave of excitement. At any given moment, a few hundred men would collapse in defeat, leaving howls of torment in their wake.
If one had to reveal the most unexpected event in this situation, it would have to be the fact that most of the fallen men were top assassins – elite practitioners who possessed high cultivation bases!
Throughout the entire time that elapsed as the violent battle ensued between the two forces, the scene of battle remained disastrous. Still, not many top practitioners unveiled their ultimate moves, despite the fact that the final moment was right before their eyes. First came the crack that swallowed a handful of people, seemingly a prelude to this absolute massacre; it was followed by Wang Jianfei's swift demise, allowing those who were present to arrive at a sudden epiphany: although the numbers within these grounds were reducing drastically, the fallen men were mostly rare, exceptional pros of the martial world.
The eminent ones.
The outstanding ones.
Everyone seemed to finally comprehend this logic, gradually acknowledging the fact that certain people were more of a threat than the rest of the herd. Hence, when an opportunity arose, everybody cooperated - intentionally, or perhaps otherwise - to eliminate these certain people at the first possible moment.
However, the assassins' forces still remained absolutely minimal, while the ones who persisted suffered a crushing defeat as they dropped to the ground one after another, in splatters of blood. Their numbers were drastically decreasing.
In a blink of an eye, there was no more than a hundred left.
Hen Bieli's sword quivered suddenly, emitting a magnificent glow. ”On your guard, everybody – breakout!” He roared.
The winds stirred and clouds scudded as his last word lingered in the air – there was a sudden wind of change!
The top-notched assassins who were fortunate to survive suddenly abandoned their original positions simultaneously. They brandished a shocking amount of power, slicing open a bloody path amongst the throng of people instantly, heading towards the direction of Hen Bieli's roar.
Almost within the same beat, Hen Bieli and Hongzhan lashed out with a saber and a sword respectively, ardently creating a painfully shrill, high-pitched whistle that shook the entire course of events.
An aura of the sword, and an aura of the saber – they whirled out in an intertwined flourish, extending far and wide towards the edges of the world.
The auras emitted from both saber and sword flowed in a smooth, united rhythm. Within moments, they wiped out the surrounding enemies and managed to clear up a momentarily safe area for their men!
Boom!
As waves of blood and chaos hit the shores, the mob of top assassins had already converged at the point, and started to charge towards a single direction!
”Kill them all!”