Assassin Seven, starting in Shennong Kingdom!

Chapter 168 The Demon Blade

Ruins of Qingyun Kingdom.

The battle is nearing its end.

Wu Liuqi defeated the robots of the Kingdom of Ster and charged towards the ghosts, sparking another great battle. The damaged robots interfered from the side, putting Wu Liuqi in grave danger.

But as time went on, relying on his qi manipulation techniques and the magic blade in his hand, he seemed to be gradually adapting to the rhythm.

until a certain moment.

Wu Liuqi's eyes suddenly went blank for a moment.

In a confrontation of this caliber, a momentary lapse in concentration can be fatal!

Zheng!

Got it!

A chilling killing intent flashed in the ghost's eyes. The unique ability of the Fear Blade could induce illusions of fear in its target!

At this moment, in Wu Liuqi's eyes, the ghost's figure kept changing, transforming into a terrifying, huge shadow.

However, the moment the blade of fear approached him, his body instinctively sensed danger.

laugh!

A bloody line was torn open on his chest, but it didn't hit any vital organs. Wu Liuqi pulled away and the illusion before his eyes dissipated.

Zheng!

Oops!

However, after dodging this deadly strike, another sharp glint appeared from his side.

It's the robot that was damaged by Wu Liuqi and Qingfeng before!

Instinctively, I raised my hand, and my palm was instantly pierced, and a sharp pain struck!

"Be careful, the Blade of Fear can create illusions that instill fear in you!"

Qingfeng's reminder came a step too late.

In the distance, Mei Hua Thirteen's situation was equally dire, as she was fighting against two shadow assassins all by herself.

Even though Shimen was injured, she could only struggle to hold on.

Boom!

"puff!"

He shattered another boulder, his inner energy scattered, blood spilled from his mouth, and he suffered internal injuries.

Manjusaka emerged from the poisonous fog, looking at Plum Blossom Thirteen, "Hehe, truly enviable. Such powerful cultivation, you must have consumed the legendary Nine-Turn Great Rejuvenation Pill refined by the Pill Pavilion Master, right? Legend has it that one pill can enhance one's cultivation by thirty years..."

Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, Mei Hua Thirteen did not answer, but instead observed her surroundings, pondering a way to break the deadlock.

This can't go on. I don't know how Master and Wu Liuqi are doing...

Whoosh!

A hidden weapon was launched, but it was blocked by Mei Hua Thirteen raising the knife in her hand.

Manjusaka's gaze narrowed slightly. "And this superior sword technique, how could you learn it in such a short time and increase your strength so much... It's really unfair!"

As a shadow assassin, especially a woman, one is already at a disadvantage in terms of innate martial arts skills, so how difficult is it to become a shadow assassin?

Of the seven Shadow Assassins, she is the only woman.

The reason why the owner of Plum Blossom Manor was so eager to have a son to inherit his mantle was precisely this.

Having dedicated his entire life to the way of the sword, he understood better than anyone the magnitude of the impact of even the slightest innate difference.

A small difference can lead to a huge discrepancy!

Manjusaka could only be considered the last of the seven shadow assassins, because her only skill was actually lightness skill.

Even his hidden weapon skills weren't anything special; they were just average, first-rate.

Coupled with her top-notch skills and poison talent, she has joined the ranks of shadow assassins. This is the result of her nearly twenty years of hard training.

Now, Meihua Thirteen has made up for it in just one month...

The huge gap has already caused her to become somewhat unbalanced.

Mei Hua Thirteen remained silent, her mind still racing with thoughts. However, she soon gave up and even slowly closed her eyes.

"The essence of art lies in the sword, sincerity lies in the sword; only by abandoning external things can one grasp the key to understanding the essence of art..."

Qin Ming didn't actually expect Mei Hua Thirteen to grasp it in such a short time, because it was too difficult.

Under normal circumstances, she would need to practice swordsmanship day after day for at least ten more years to reach a state of complete absorption before she could enter the realm of artistic conception, just like Qingfeng.

Qin Ming was trained according to this foundation, which is why he successfully reached the level that the Plum Blossom Hero had spent decades to achieve.

It took less than twenty years.

However, Qin Ming also saw the advantages of Plum Blossom Thirteen.

She grew up in Plum Blossom Manor. Although she was very young at the time, she had always been observing the martial arts of the Plum Blossom Hero and had even tried to imitate them.

She was influenced by what she saw and heard, and she was "learning" the artistic conception of plum blossoms, rather than comprehending her own artistic conception like Qingfeng.

The difficulty will be reduced considerably.

There is actually a sliver of hope.

Wow!

Everything before her eyes seemed to turn into a blanket of white, but Mei Hua Thirteen did not open her eyes.

A white-haired figure appeared before them, with a long sword stuck in the snow beside him.

Suddenly, the figure raised his hand and grasped the long sword beside him. He moved with the sword, and the swirling snow seemed to deliberately avoid him, the sword's edge as white as snow.

In the wind and snow, plum blossoms fell onto the sword's edge, leaving it unharmed.

But ahead of the sword's edge, a straight sword mark that stretched for an unknown distance remained forever in this pure white world, as if dividing the entire space in two!

artistic conception!

Zheng!

"Um?!"

"careful!"

Suddenly, Mei Hua Thirteen opened her eyes; only a moment had passed in the outside world.

Before Manjusaka could even speak again, Shimen's burly figure emerged from the ground and blocked her way.

puff!

The blade appeared without warning, piercing through the stone gate.

Manjusaka's pupils contracted, and she was about to retreat when she felt a chill on her body, followed by a sharp pain.

Looking down, his eyes widened slightly before he slowly collapsed. "Why...?"

Blood seeped out, and Mei Hua Thirteen stood there, breathing heavily, her hand gripping the hilt of the knife trembling slightly.

Darkness gradually enveloped his vision, and he lost consciousness...

In a daze, she felt someone catch her and grab her wrist.

"How about it?"

"She has inhaled a large amount of love flower poison and has internal injuries. You should take her back first."

"Okay, this way... alright."

Mo Li thought about it for a moment, then left without hesitation.

……

On the other side, the battle between Wu Liuqi and Youhun has entered a fierce stage.

Despite having one hand pierced through, Wu Liuqi dealt with the remaining robots of the Ghost, but his own injuries made it difficult to deal with the illusions created by the Fear Blade.

Two demonic blades.

Fear Blade VS Demon Blade Thousand Blades!

With hallucinations constantly appearing before his eyes, Wu Liuqi could only keep dodging them while trying to determine whether they were hallucinations or reality.

On one side are the illusions seen by the eyes, and on the other side are the dangerous intuitions transmitted by the body, creating a perilous situation.

Zheng!

At one point, Wu Liuqi suddenly ignored the illusion and, relying on his instincts, activated the Demon Blade Thousand Blades to launch a shattering attack, scaring away the ghost and causing the illusion to dissipate.

"Ha ha……"

Ghost was somewhat surprised, and at the same time, he felt how terrifying Qi was. His perception and super reaction ability brought him extremely high combat talent!

"Seven, you truly deserve to be called the perfect shadow assassin by that guy. Actually, I once tried to seize the Demon Blade Thousand Blades, but unfortunately... the thousand-year-old evil spirit guarding the Demon Blade is no ordinary being. I'm very curious how you defeated him?"

"?"

The image of the thousand-year-old evil spirit flashed through Wu Liuqi's mind, and a faint blue glow appeared at the connection between the blade and the guard of the demonic sword in his hand.

To be precise, it wasn't that he seized the Demon Blade, but rather that the Demon Blade chose him.