A grey figure appeared beside Ye Qiu without warning, the blade cold and piercing, slashing towards his head.
Incredibly fast.
Ye Qiu was startled. As powerful as he was, he had not sensed the assassin, which was utterly unexpected.
Of course, it was mainly because he had not anticipated that the Rodell family would retaliate against him so quickly. Otherwise, even if the assassin could conceal their presence, he would have sensed the danger immediately.
At the critical moment.
Ye Qiu discarded his phone, his right hand flashing out like lightning, seizing the blade.
The next second, a sharp pain shot through his palm, golden blood trickling down.
Ye Qiu was shocked again. After cultivating the Nine-Turn Dragon Art, his body was as tough as iron and bronze. Moreover, after obtaining the Suihou Pearl, his physique had been refined, making ordinary weapons incapable of harming him in the slightest.
Yet today, a blade had cut his palm.
Clearly, this blade was extraordinary.
Clang!
At that moment, another flash of cold light appeared. A golden-haired elder emerged from the air.
His long sword thrust straight at Ye Qiu’s brow.
Fierce and ruthless.
When Ye Qiu reacted, the sword’s tip was only an inch from his brow.
Likewise, this sword was exceptional. Though it had not yet pierced his brow, a faint wound had already appeared there.
Blood flowed down.
Ye Qiu remained calm in the face of danger, his left hand darting out with two fingers, clamping the sword’s blade and snapping it with force.
Buzz!
The sword hummed, bending but not breaking.
At the same time, the elder’s other hand gripped an identical long sword, thrusting it at close range towards Ye Qiu’s brow.
This was a killing blow.
With both hands occupied, Ye Qiu had no means to resist.
Boom!
In this dire moment.
Unfazed, Ye Qiu unleashed seventy-two streams of dragon aura.
The dragon aura surged down, forming an indestructible light barrier, blocking the sword for one second.
That single second bought Ye Qiu time.
Whoosh!
Ye Qiu released both hands, retreating swiftly.
The two assassins did not stop. The elder wielded dual swords, while the grey-robed elder held a sharp blade, both pursuing him.
Qiankun Cauldron!
Ye Qiu roared, summoning two Qiankun Cauldrons. The cauldrons rapidly enlarged, positioning themselves before him.
Clang!
The assassins’ attacks struck the Qiankun Cauldrons, producing a deafening clash.
In less than three seconds, the two cauldrons were sent flying.
What?
Ye Qiu’s eyes narrowed, realising the assassins’ cultivation was terrifying.
At the very least, they were not weaker than him.
Moreover, these two wielded exceptionally refined assassination techniques. Even an ordinary peak king-level expert would likely be unable to withstand them.
Master!
Only then did Hu Zi grasp what was happening. In a panic, he charged forward, fists clenched.
Retreat quickly, Ye Qiu shouted.
Hu Zi’s cultivation was too low to face these assassins.
At that moment, Ye Qiu drew the God-Beating Whip.
Crack!
Crack!
Two lashes struck, and instantly, both assassins spat blood, sent flying.
Without a word, Ye Qiu raised the God-Beating Whip and pressed the attack.
Pop!
A faint ripple stirred the air, and the two elders vanished without a trace.
You cannot escape.
Ye Qiu activated his Heavenly Eye, immediately spotting the two elders.
Though they had concealed themselves in the air, they remained in place, weapons in hand, watching Ye Qiu intently, waiting for a chance to strike again.
Hmph! Ye Qiu snorted coldly, sweeping the God-Beating Whip.
Crack! Crack!
The whip struck the elders, forcing them to reappear, spitting blood.
This time, as they were sent flying, they transformed into two wisps of green smoke, drifting into the distance.
You cannot escape.
Ye Qiu drew two lightning talismans, his body turning into a blur, swiftly intercepting the assassins.
The assassins were clever, splitting up to flee in different directions.
Cauldron out!
Ye Qiu bellowed, sending four Qiankun Cauldrons to block one assassin.
Then, he lashed the whip at the other.
Crack!
One assassin was sent flying by the whip, landing right in front of the one blocked by the cauldrons.
Ye Qiu pursued.
The next second, both assassins vanished again, losing all trace.
Unbeknownst to them, their concealment was useless before the Heavenly Eye.
Bang!
Bang!
Ye Qiu unleashed two punches, forcing the assassins out of the air. Then, he swiftly stowed the whip, grabbed a Qiankun Cauldron in each hand, and smashed them relentlessly at the assassins.
Fierce as a war god!
Boom!
The two cauldrons, like twin mountains, struck with immense force, unleashing unparalleled power.
The elder with dual swords struck swiftly, clashing fiercely with a cauldron.
Yet, the moment his sword met the cauldron, the immense force sent his blood roiling, his arms numb.
The other elder, gripping his blade with both hands, struck a cauldron fiercely but was also sent reeling, spitting blood.
The two elders fled again.
But they underestimated Ye Qiu’s killing intent.
I said, you cannot escape.
This time, Ye Qiu was even fiercer, employing lightning talismans, earth escape techniques, and invisibility spells. The combination of these three supreme skills elevated his speed, agility, and combat prowess to a terrifying level.
In an instant, the fleeing assassins were smashed into critical condition by the Qiankun Cauldrons.
Petty rats, daring to assassinate me, seeking death.
Ye Qiu’s killing intent surged. The cauldrons, weighing thousands of pounds, became like twin meteor hammers in his hands, relentlessly pounding the elders.
In moments, the elders lost all ability to resist, reduced to taking blows.
As they teetered on the brink of death.
Suddenly, two more waves of killing intent emerged. Two women charged in from outside.
Blonde-haired and blue-eyed, clad in leather jackets and trousers, they wielded short daggers, their icy blue gazes devoid of emotion, rushing straight at Ye Qiu.
Master, let me handle these two wenches.
Hu Zi roared, stepping forward to intercept the women.
Ye Qiu saw that both women were at the early Venerable realm. Fearing Hu Zi could not handle them, he resolved to finish the elders, swinging the Qiankun Cauldrons in a storm of attacks.
In less than thirty seconds.
Splat!
The assassin with the blade was smashed into pulp by a cauldron. The elder with dual swords, seeing his fate, tried to flee, but as he turned, a cauldron flew and struck his head.
Thud!
His body shattered.
Having dealt with the assassins, Ye Qiu stowed the cauldrons, preparing to aid Hu Zi, when suddenly, he paused.
