442 War (2/2)

Zhao Pingtian stepped back about ten meters. The big guy who suddenly showed up and attacked made a roll in the air while moving backward. He didn’t get hurt at all.

After one round, he was still unharmed. There was barely anybody who could do so. Everyone was wondering who he was!

”Who are you?” Zhao Pingtian felt strange too. So he asked with cold eyes, ”You must be someone with fame. Give me your name! Hiding behind the mask is not what a hero would do!”

That man said in a hoarse voice, ”I am just an assassin. Assassin hangs around darkness. I am never a hero!”

And then he laughed. ”Zhao Pingtian, where is your sword?”

He swayed his long sword again to attack. It was more aggressive this time. Apparently, he wanted a hard fight.

Zhao Pingtian was furious. The man was in the same level with Zhao Pingtian. He must be some famous figure in the martial world. However, he came to Zhao Pingtian with a mask on…

What worried Zhao Pingtian was that the moves of that man were specially designed to fight against him. That crash back then, if Zhao Pingtian was using his old sword, it would definitely be broken, even though he was a bit stronger in cultivation level. He might be shocked when the sword was broken, and he would get hit and died soon. That was not a joke!

Zhao Pingtian kept thinking. The man was here to specifically take his life, and he knew him so well. He just wanted to kill Zhao Pingtian. This man had to die!

”Fine. Go to hell then! All men have the same name when they die anyway.” Zhao Pingtian’s sword became a stream of light moving around his body. He continued with a cold voice, ”Corpse!”

He stopped talking but focused on fighting that man. The fight was drastic. They changed the battlefield while fighting, jumping up the roof then jumping up to the sky. They both held their breath and fought in sky!

They had the same thought of this, ‘Who fall first will lose!’

Just in minutes, two great figures on Ling-Bao Hall’s side were gone. They didn’t have the time to shock the enemies further since they ended up getting restrained by others!

The two super powerful men were gone. Those men in black were back to their missions now. Many of the men in black had entered Ling-Bao Hall and started to kill!

Liu Changjun was like a ghost; he kept his mouth shut while rushing around the yard. The long sword in his hand was overwhelming. As it shined with silver lights, three men in black died with blood on their throats. Over a dozen men saw the sharpness of his sword, so they rushed over together mercilessly. Liu Changjun didn’t want to face them in a tough way. He stepped backward and jumped through a window behind him and entered the corridor of the room. - Shoot shoot shoot! - Three sword moves, and three men in black died with blood on chests. Before the three of them fell down, Liu Changjun had jumped through the window again, out to the yard. Before he touched the floor, seven sword moves out.

Seven assassins, who attacked him had just reached the window, unluckily encountered the sword attacks of Liu Changjun. Seven men screamed loudly and their bodies flew out like a flying kite with cut off strings. Seven streams of blood shot to the sky, turning into seven blood rainbow in the air under the blue lights of those Sky Origin Stage cultivators.

Sounds of killings burst out.

Liu Changjun’s assassins group arrived and got involved to the fight quickly!

Men were fighting inside Ling-Bao Hall everywhere. However, there was something strange. No one said anything or made any noise except those who exclaimed before they died.

It was reasonable though. No matter on which side, they were all assassins!

Ling-Bao Hall’s men were all assassins. Most of the men in black were assassins too!

Assassins were always quiet. Assassins never talked much.

Assassin against assassin, nobody talked. They just fought.

The stuff of Ling-Bao Hall had left this place under Wan Zhenghao’s arrangement long ago. They were hidden in somewhere safe at the moment.

The city had been filled with bad news these days. Wan Zhenghao was afraid that this would happen beyond expectation, so he told everyone who worked here to leave Ling-Bao Hall everyday when the night came. They only needed to return the next day.

No one was allowed to stay the night in Ling-Bao Hall.

The attack was surprising, and it was loud and fierce, but those who couldn’t fight had left Ling-Bao Hall long ago. Most of them were ordinary people. The others were just cultivators in Human Origin Stage or Earth Origin Stage. In such fights, they were useless. If they stayed, they would die for nothing.

As long as they were gone, no assassins would go kill them in other places. Assassins had their principles. They wouldn’t kill a man for free. Ordinary people who worked in Ling-Bao Hall were safe.

In the sky, somebody shouted. Ning Biluo’s sword hit on Boundless Saint’s!

- Boom! -

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