Beasts Master
Cunning Trap
Zhao Jian initially thought the Five black-clothed people who had damaged the Inn Shield were ordinary thieves, let alone they instantly retreated when he realized he was spotting them.
However, they suddenly came again with more comrades and almost all of them were Paramita realm just like him.
Zhao Jian felt strange, it was impossible for people as strong as them to be thieves. “Could they be after my Shark Beast Crystal?” he murmured speculated, because that was all that could make a powerful entity go evil as well as attempt to snatch the Immortal realm Beast Crystal that could help them break through to that higher realm.
The corner of his lips exuded a thin grin, after breaking through to the Paramita—— Realmhe had never seriously fought since there were no match-fighting opponents on par with him in the Eternal Sword Sect.
Zhao Jian then walked towards the window and he also told Huli Jing not to interfere. He asked the Fox Beast with the crescent moon symbol on its forehead to focus on meditating on absorbing the essence of the moonlight.
“1, 2, 3 ... 27 Paramita realm and a Saint realm,” murmured Zhao Jian as he clenched his hands counting the number of enemies approaching it. “It looks like you guys are very strong and experienced in the field of killing!” Because the clothes they wore were often used by Assassins.
He then flicked his fingers, then a Hair-thin White Silk Thread darted towards the Assassins.
Originally it was only one strand of White Silk Yarn alone, but as the Yarn approached the Assassin——Threads suddenly branched out like vines.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaa!”
“Awas trap!”
Yun Zui cut the White Silk Thread that was about to wrap around it, he was not trapped by the Yarn because it darted behind his partner who was first trapped by the White Silk Yarn so he managed to put up a fight against the Yarn.
Long Teng frowned as nearly half of his comrades were entangled by the White Silk Thread that suddenly appeared from the direction of the Inn room window.
“Is this the spiritual power of Zhao Jian? Looks like this mission will be difficult,” muttered trying to analyze the fastest way to defeat Zhao Jian before the Inn security guards appeared. “Let them alone, our mission is to capture the Man both alive and dead!” he exclaimed at his colleagues who tried to cut the White Silk Yarn wrapped around his other partner.
Yun Zui and the dozens of Paramita realm that were not hit by the snares of the White Silk Thread immediately shot towards Zhao Jian's room Window.
Assassins who possessed wind spiritual energy released hundreds of wind daggers towards the front to secure their path from being hit by any more traps.
“Smart assassin!” zhao Jian muttered as the White Silk Thread he released was dismembered by the Wind Crescent.
Zhao Jian did not want Huli Jing's meditation process to be interrupted, he then jumped out the window while flowing Fire spiritual energy at the meridian point in his hand.
“Second Movement Heavenly Kingkong Style!”
A gigantic Kingkong-shaped Flame emerged from Zhao Jian's fist, the Kingkong's roar making a huge explosion as it clashed with the Assassin's weapons.
Zhao Jian deliberately used the technique to make the Inn Security Guards aware of the Assassin's whereabouts. He did not want to be charged for damage if these Assassins died or fled, if the inn's security guards fought together then he would be considered to try to defend himself later.
“Only one person has been hit by my ultimate fist?” zhao Jian's grumble as the other Assassins instantly spread as soon as he appeared before them.
Zhao Jian was also exasperated, the Assassin holding back his fist turned out to have a Tameng artifact that only made him bounce off a few steps.
“Seals Seven Stars!”
The Assassins made a strange hand gesture, a moment later before Zhao Jian had time to react; from their hands came a Chain that bound Zhao Jian's hands, waist, chest, head and legs.
“This?” Zhao Jian was startled and immediately tried to release the chains wrapped around him.
The seven Assassins pulled the Chain in different directions so Zhao Jian had trouble untie the chain.
Yun Zui faded in the darkness of the night and appeared behind Zhao Jian as he swung the Dagger in his hand towards Zhao Jian's neck.
However, Zhao Jian had realized his existence, before the Dagger touched his neck, it was sudden that the Wind spiritual energy swirled around his body.
“Akhhhh!”
The dagger in Yun Zui's hand was released because the wind's spiritual energy contained Sword Intent, which was, if he did not immediately move away from Zhao Jian then his hands would be slashed by the wind spiritual energy that contained the Sword Intent.
Long Teng gritted his teeth, why conquering a single Paramita Realm was so difficult even though his comrades were all also Paramita Lands.
Now that he understood why the Yun Clan wanted this young man so badly to die, it seemed like he and the Yun Clan had an irreconcilable grudge. In order to prevent this Youth from metamorphosing into a powerful entity that could eliminate the Yun Clan in the future, then he would have to be wiped out before growing even higher.
“Use Poison!” yang Long Teng.
In order to defeat an opponent that was difficult to overcome, the Shadow Group had always thrown Bottles filled with poisonous fumes and this method had managed to kill many of their targets.
Yun Zui immediately threw the Bottle containing poisonous smoke, while the others swallowed the Pill which made them immune to the poisonous fumes.
Since they wanted this mission to be completed quickly before the Inn's security guards appeared, they immediately jumped into a puff of poisonous smoke to hasten Zhao Jian's killing as well as take away his corpse.
The five Assassins who jumped into the puff of poisonous smoke did not come out after a few breaths.
Yun Zui frowned and realized the chain in the hands of his partner who was using the Seven Star Seal had been slacking off.
“Wire!” thought Yun Zui feeling something dangerous is about to happen. “Retreat!” he screamed away from there.
A puff of poisonous smoke suddenly vanished by the gust of wind, Zhao Jian's figure was not restrained anymore by the chain.
"Where is he?” Long Teng was panicking.
“Akhhhhh!”
Zhao pierced the back of one of the Assassins and quickly moved towards the other Assassins, his movements were so fast as the Wind that Long Teng had a hard time guessing which way he shot.
“Use your strongest martial arts techniques!” shouted Long Teng no matter what their fight would attract the attention of the Heavenly Stork Sect, the important thing now was to successfully kill Zhao Jian even though the consequences made them unable to escape from Dishan City.
“Teratai Devil!”
Two hundred spears from the ground level, above Yun Zui appeared a huge Lotus Flower containing a black Flame spiritual energy.
“Dead you jerkkkkkkk!” the calf of Yun Zui waved his hand so that the Lotus shot towards Zhao Jian.
“Seven Killer Swords!”
From the opposite direction, another Assassin unleashed a high-level artifact of Seven Swords enveloped by wind spiritual energy that would chase his opponent wherever it went.