"Are you afraid?" Feng Feiyun tightly held her cold hand and calmly asked.
"No … I'm not afraid." Xiaoxiang answered.
"Whoosh!"
Feng Feiyun tore off a piece of cloth to cover her eyes and gently tied it behind her head. Then, he carried her on his back and used his Swift Samsara. Like a ghost, he once again rushed forward.
Feng Feiyun's body contained nine thousand nine hundred and thirty-two beast souls. At this moment, all of them were activated and gathered on his body. Countless beastly roars came from his body, shaking the heaven and earth.
"Boom!"
Feng Feiyun's attacks were merciless. His eyes were slightly red as if they were dripping blood. Each of his palms would cause a death warrior to fall into a pool of blood. Some had their heads split open like watermelons while others had their hearts directly blown out from their bodies. Some had their bones completely turned into bloody powder.
In the blink of an eye, eight people had fallen to the ground; their deaths were too horrible to look at.
Xiaoxiang was indeed quite courageous. Even though she could hear the blood-curdling screams and the sounds of flesh being torn apart, she gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound out of fear. She was afraid that Feng Feiyun would be distracted by her.
"Die!"
Feng Feiyun's eyes were like that of a wild beast as he glared at Aunt Qin not far away and let out a long roar.
This old woman had gone too far. Only by killing her would he be able to get rid of the nightmare in Xiaoxiang's mind.
"Hmph, you don't know the meaning of death!" Aunt Qin sneered. Her hunched body disappeared like a ghost.
Feng Feiyun unleashed a palm attack, but it only shattered her shadow. Her real body had disappeared without a trace.
"Formless technique."
Feng Feiyun's brows furrowed as he activated the Heavenly Phoenix Gaze. Even if Aunty Qin used her formless technique, she still wouldn't be able to hide. He casually waved his hand and the Infinite Spirit Ring flew out from his thumb. The six diagrams automatically flew out with flashing lights and bombarded the night sky.
The Infinite Spirit Ring had reached the rank of a second rank spirit treasure, so its power was several times stronger than before. The six diagrams' lights were even brighter, causing the ground to crack inch by inch.
"Bang!"
Aunt Qin was forced out by the power of the Infinite Spirit Ring. Her walking stick turned into a giant python and attacked to stop the power of the Infinite Spirit Ring.
"Pu!"
A white Dragon Saber Qi flew over and directly chopped off her left arm. The Saber Qi minced her arm into pieces.
Aunt Qin let out a blood-curdling scream. She covered her arm and quickly fled.
"Hua hua!"
Feng Feiyun, with his stone saber in hand, was still dripping with blood. His eyes were cold and emotionless as he chased after her step by step.
The young experts all knew that Feng Feiyun could summon the King's Order one more time, so they didn't want to be the first to attack in order to avoid being attacked by the King's Order.
"Everyone, work together. If we don't make a move now, Feng Feiyun will escape."
A loud shout rang out from the darkness, and a one-meter-long beam of light was shot out. The surrounding air was distorted by the impact, and wherever the beam of light passed, everything turned into dust.
This was a sword wave condensed from violet spirit energy. It was extremely sharp and almost impossible to block.
This was definitely the attack of a Grand Historical Genius.
"Dragon King's Saber Art, Third Blade, Dragon King Piercing the Sun."
Feng Feiyun raised his saber and slashed out. A white rainbow rushed out from the blade. It was also a one-meter wide saber energy that surged like a white rainbow piercing the sun.
"Rumble!"
The two beams of light clashed, exploding with scorching light that lit up the darkness.
Feng Feiyun saw the black-robed man who attacked just now. He held his saber with both hands and slashed down with a ten-meter long saber wave.
This black-clothed man stood on top of a thirty-meter-tall giant tree. He was calm and indifferent, and had an extraordinary bearing. With a point of his hand, a huge vortex formed in front of him, like a tornado formed by a gale.
To be able to casually point out a spell, what kind of cultivation base was this? It was simply terrifying.
"Whoosh!" There was the sound of wind breaking.
Above their heads, nine stars fell down. Each one of them was over a hundred meters tall, looking like nine small mountains. They exploded with heavy power.
It was a spiritual weapon, the Nine Sparkle Stars. It was taken out by a young King and blasted towards Feng Feiyun.
These assassins hiding in the dark all had extraordinary cultivation and were abnormally strong.
Feng Feiyun took out the Ancient Bronze Ship and guided it with his power. The ship exploded with an ancient and vast power. It swelled to the extreme and smashed towards the sky as if it was going to smash a hole in the sky.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
The nine stars were knocked back. They couldn't withstand this unparalleled power at all.
A black shadow screamed and fell straight down from the sky. Halfway down, he finally stabilized his body and stopped falling. He managed to hold on to his life and didn't die from the fall.
"Boom!"
He had just heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he had saved his life.
Feng Feiyun descended from the sky and stomped on his head, causing him to sink into the ground.
Feng Feiyun took off the veil covering his face. Although half of his head was cracked and his face was covered in blood, one could still see his face. Feng Feiyun knew this person. He had seen him in the Supreme Beauty Pavilion. At that time, he was quite close to Xiyue Lanshan.
Feng Feiyun stomped on his chest and completely shattered his veins.
"What a powerful Spirit Artefact! I want this ancient ship!"
A man in black suddenly appeared behind Feng Feiyun and unleashed a black mist from his palm. It condensed into a black sword and slashed towards Feng Feiyun's head.
"Bam!"
Feng Feiyun flipped his hand and smashed the ship. A terrifying tidal wave surged forward and shattered the black sword in the man's hand. The black veil on his face was also shattered, revealing a golden mask and a pair of young and arrogant eyes.
"Kaka!"
The man in black wasn't afraid at all. Both of his hands moved in the air and condensed into a crimson cauldron. This cauldron was more than thirty meters tall with dragon runes and phoenix carvings on its surface. It was as red as fire and spun in the air, emitting scorching waves of heat.
The ship destroyed the cauldron but didn't harm the opponent at all.
The power of the vessel was one of the strongest attacks Feng Feiyun could unleash at the moment. He could only use nine moves in total, but it still couldn't defeat the opponent. One could see just how powerful this person was. Even the vessel couldn't do anything to him.
How many people in the younger generation could have this kind of cultivation?
Feng Feiyun couldn't see the opponent's true appearance even with his Phoenix Heavenly Gaze. These people didn't use their own techniques, so he couldn't guess their identity.
Tonight was the best time to kill Feng Feiyun. Once he missed this opportunity, it would be hard to find another one.
"Swish!"
A saber light flew out like a lightning bolt. It was as fast as a snake and went straight for Feng Feiyun's throat.
The opponent was too fast. Feng Feiyun couldn't even see his appearance. He only saw the saber.
Feng Feiyun stomped on the ground and quickly turned around to retreat. However, the saber still left a bloody mark on Feng Feiyun's neck. It went all the way to his ear. The opponent's speed and concealment technique were absolutely top-notch among the younger generation.
The opponent's figure disappeared again.
"This is an assassin!" Feng Feiyun thought.
No, he didn't disappear. He was standing right behind Feng Feiyun. Even though he was wearing a black robe, his face was not covered by a veil. He stood proudly on the Ancient Street, and his shadow was very long under the moonlight.
There were black strands of energy moving around his body. The saber in his hand was rusty as if it had not been polished for many years.
"An Open Assassin, Du Shougao!" Someone in the darkness recognized this assassin without a veil.
If one wanted to find a saber to kill, then they would find Du Shougao.
He was the number one assassin of the younger generation of the Pinnacle Fate Ending Palace. He never assassinated, he only killed openly. This was why he was called the "Open Assassin". He was ranked fifth on the Lower Grand Historical Genius List, only behind Ling Donglai. This was in terms of battle prowess, but in terms of killing methods, Ling Donglai was not his match.
And Feng Feiyun was ranked third on the Lower Grand Historical Genius List, only one level higher than Ling Donglai. Facing such a terrifying assassin like Du Shougao, he didn't have absolute confidence that he could survive.
An assassin's method of killing could never be measured by pure battle prowess.
Feng Feiyun touched the blood on his neck and turned around with his saber. He coldly sneered and said: "Tonight is really interesting. An assassin doesn't wear a mask when killing, but a person who is not an assassin is wearing a mask."
"Feng Feiyun, this is the second time you have escaped from my hands." Du Shougao finished speaking, then he turned around and left with his saber.
"I understand. Du Shougao only uses one saber to kill. If one saber can't kill someone, then even if the person is lying on the ground and can't move, they can still live for one more day.
Du Shougao absolutely can't use two sabers on the same person in the same day, unless the opponent wants to kill you. "Feng Feiyun said.
"I took someone's money, so I will help them eliminate disasters.
Tomorrow, I will take action against you again. No one has ever escaped from my hands three times. "Du Shougao disappeared into the night.
"The number one assassin of the younger generation is only so-so. Feng Feiyun, let me end your life." A ruthless voice came from the sky.
A huge palm print came crashing down. Within the palm print was a sea of blood. The surging blood mist was like a blood-colored cloud.
Feng Feiyun took out the Godly King's Order and channeled the power of the seven Godly Kings. He condensed seven majestic golden figures and attacked the huge palm. The palm was shattered, and a miserable scream came from inside. A man in black was smashed into pieces and turned into a bloody mist.