"Clang, clang, clang."

The sword light shot out, straight as a line. The deep cold air condensed like a line, thick as ice, with a hint of murderous intent, stabbed directly towards Hong Yi.

The goshawk strikes the rabbit, and a rainbow pierces the sun.

Seven or eight sword lights, seven or eight killers, rushed towards Hong Yi brutally without turning back, which was captivating. The sword lights contained a great courage to sacrifice oneself and kill the enemy. This spirit of courage was condensed in the martial arts, and even ghosts and immortals had to retreat.

"snort."

Ye Zheng snorted coldly, mixed with the power of human immortal blood, and shouted back several killers who were within the attack range of even himself.

“Puff, puff, puff.”

Several killers, spitting blood, flew backwards and fell back into the water.

"Clang, clang, clang."

Hong Yi, who was standing aside, had a sword in his hand. He stabbed out with several swords at the same time, hitting the remaining sword lights.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Several sounds of weapons breaking were heard, and the remaining swords that were stabbing at Hong Yi were broken. At the same time, Yan Shiliulang, along with the remaining killers, flew backwards and fell back into the water.

The killers fell into the water without making any sound. As soon as they entered the water, they were like dead, without even a bubble appearing.

"This assassin's way has some merits, such forbearance. Unfortunately, if it is a real assassination, if the strike misses, I'm afraid they will surely fail." Ye Zheng exclaimed in admiration as he looked at the killers who fell into the water.

"Brother Ye is right, but the competition just now will probably leave a shadow in the hearts of these killers and affect the performance of their assassination. What a pity." Hong Yi on the side glanced at the water with a look of regret.

Suddenly, the calm water surface suddenly exploded, and a figure rose up like a dragon. A sword in his hand emitted a strong and dazzling light, piercing Ye Zheng's throat.

The figure had a majestic and tragic aura, like a wicked dragon turning the rivers and seas upside down. In an instant, Ye Zheng could feel that an wicked dragon lurking in the waves had actually surfaced, grown sharp claws and fangs towards him, and even spewed out its dragon ball.

"No, why is this attack coming towards me? Shouldn't it be attacking Hong Yi?" Without time to think about it, he strengthened his blood and energy in his right arm, and a pale golden blood shadow that looked like a dragon or a scale kept circling, making a sound like a chant or a roar, and then he punched the flying figure hard.

"Bang."

As soon as the figure touched Ye Zheng's fist, an overwhelming force came out, knocking him back and he fell into the water. It took a long time for him to jump out of the water again.

"From the Ci Dao League, Elder Yan Kai greets Pavilion Master Ye and the No. 1 Scholar." A middle-aged man bowed to Ye Zheng and Hong Yi. The middle-aged man had a very ordinary face, like a farmer tilling the fields. He was shocked when he saw that Ye Zheng's right fist did not even leave a mark.

"The way of the assassin is indeed worthy of its reputation. However, can it be understood that the Assassination Alliance's behavior is to intimidate Ye and others?" Ye Zheng's voice was cold, and the huge power of qi and blood fiercely pressed towards the elder of the Assassination Alliance.

“How dare I, Pavilion Master Ye, Yan Kai is also following orders, I hope you can forgive me.” The elder of the Assassination Alliance smiled repeatedly and did not dare to look at Ye Zheng.

Ye Zheng nodded, withdrew the energy and blood that was oppressing Yan Kai, then turned his gaze and looked elsewhere.

"Come out everyone." Yan Kai immediately breathed a sigh of relief, clapped his hands towards the water surface and said.

Yan Shiliulang's figure was the first to surface and he jumped onto the shore. Soon after, another eight people popped up and climbed silently onto the shore. They were eight young boys and girls, all looking at Ye Zheng and Hong Yi with respect.

For an assassin, defeating him with absolute strength is enough to win respect.

"Master Ye, Mr. Zhuangyuan, please get on board." Yan Kai bowed to Ye Zheng and Hong Yi and spoke.

Ye Zheng shook his head and got on the boat directly. Hong Yi also arranged for his men to get on the boat as well.

"Start the boat." Yan Kai just gave an order, and Yan Shiliulang held the oars.

The small boat swiftly crossed the Chishui River like a sharp arrow. As soon as the group got off the boat, dozens of servants surrounded them. More than ten sedan chairs were placed on the shore.

Along the way, the sedan chair was carried very steadily and Ye Zheng did not feel any bumps at all.

The sedan stopped, and Yan Kai said to Ye Zheng in the sedan, "There is a huge mountain city in front of us. This huge mountain city is the base of the Assassin Alliance. Hundreds of sword-making families joined together to build it."

Ye Zheng said nothing, got down from the sedan chair, and looked around the huge mountain city.

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"Master Ye, Mr. Zhuangyuan, our five elders and three supreme elders of the Assassin Alliance have prepared some wine in the Assassin Hall to entertain you two." Yan Kai said to Ye Zheng and Hong Yi.

Afterwards, Yan Kai took Ye Zheng and Hong Yi and walked for more than ten miles in the mountain city. When they reached the end, a stone palace like a royal palace appeared in front of everyone.

Entering the hall, a bookish and very handsome young man, wearing a four-clawed dragon robe and a red gold crown, stood in front of the middle hall. There were many people sitting in the hall. This young man was none other than the Divine Power King Yang Tuo.

Ye Zheng took a look at the Mighty King Yang Tuo who was standing in the center. Suddenly, the blood in his body began to boil, rolling like a tide, pressing down on everyone present.

The Mighty King Yang Tuo was the first to be hit. He was caught off guard and was almost crushed to the ground.

The nine people beside King Shenwei all lay on the ground in agony. Two of them were masters of spiritual and Taoist magic, and their souls were almost forced out of their bodies.

Yan Kai, who was standing behind Ye Zheng, looked relieved. He turned around and looked around, fearing that he would attract attention.

“I don’t know what Pavilion Master Ye means, but Yang Tuo has done something that has caused Pavilion Master Ye’s dissatisfaction.” The Divine Power King Yang Tuo had a very ugly expression on his face.

“I’m not dissatisfied to the point of being dissatisfied, but not everyone can intimidate me.” Ye Zheng’s tone was cold, with a huge and surging blood and energy rising continuously.

"In this case, it is Yang Tuo's fault. Could you please show some mercy, Pavilion Master Ye?" The mighty King Yang Tuo said, gritting his teeth.

Ye Zheng looked at the Mighty King Yang Tuo, his eyes filled with a half-smile, and he still removed the oppression of his qi and blood.

The nine people around the mighty King Yang Tuo climbed up from the ground, with bitter looks on their faces, stepped aside and fell silent.