Beasts Master
He Must Be Defeated!
“You're so mean, Uncle!” zhao Jian's grouse managed to dodge the huge Lotus Flame just before the huge explosion destroyed their battle location.
However, he immediately frowned as the Seven Flying Swords kept on speeding up following him.
Zhao Jian mounted his martial horses and shook his sword forward. “Second Movement Sword God Eye of the Wind!”
From the blade of the Sword of Justice shot out Hundreds of crescent-shaped Wind spiritual energy that instantly clashed with the Seven Flying Swords.
“Huh... you guys are too confident against this young master!” Zhao Jian boasted. “Renlighten... Security guard has come!” The corner of his lips emitted a thin grin, with dozens of Swordsmen appearing it was impossible for these Assassins to defeat him.
Yun Zui glanced towards the Inn security guards who had surrounded them. There was no escape anymore as he also sensed the Immortal Profound Aura that shot out from the direction of the Heavenly Stork Sect.
Yun Zui glanced at Long Teng with the intention of asking what they should do.
Long Teng took a deep breath. “Serang Zhao Jian together, if you can no longer fight then commit suicide!” His orders were via telepathic voice to all members of the shadow group.
He himself was the first to swallow the Poison Pill that had been tucked under his tongue, a moment later his mouth immediately froze and he was very sorry for not having the time to enjoy the gift that the Yun Clan had given him.
He did not come against Zhao Jian because his Cultivation base was too low, if he fought it would only be a hindrance to his comrades.
The Assassin who was still entangled by Zhao Jian's White Silk Thread immediately swallowed the Poison Pill as well, while the one who was still fit attacked Zhao Jian.
They ignored the Guards who attacked them, this made Zhao Jian confused——why these Assassins looked so hateful of him.
“Sial! I've been like the main character in a fairy tale!” zhao Jian grumbled his frown staring at the sky that was suddenly colorful by the various attacks of the Assassin martial techniques.
He then charged the Sword of Justice into the ground surface, the wind spiritual energy swirling around his body like a tornado storm.
Not only that, he then used the spiritual energy of his Butterfly Beast; the White Silk Thread began to bandage Zhao Jian's body like a mummy.
“Mundurrrrrrrrr!” shouted the Immortal Realm, The old man who was the Inn Security Guard Leader for not wanting his subordinates to be injured by the Assassin's joint attack.
After one of the Security Guards reported to her that someone had damaged the Inn Shield, she immediately rushed towards the Inn. He was immediately shocked to see the Assassins besieging a Youth who was a visitor of the Inn.
He took out his Sword and instantly killed the Seven Assassins in an instant, but he was still unable to stop the Assassins' suicide attacks aimed at the visitors of the Inn.
He formed a Shield of his spiritual energy so as not to be affected by the burst of spiritual energy that made such a huge burst of spiritual energy.
“Who are you?” the old man grabbed onto the collar of Yun Zui's heavily injured shirt hit by that burst of spiritual energy.
The corner of Yun Zui's lips emitted a thin grin, a mouthful of blood spurting from his mouth. He did not say anything, a moment later his mouth was foamed by the effects of the Poison Pill he swallowed.
“Hmm, they killed themselves? Could they be from the Shadow Group?” the old man muttered as he drew closer towards Zhao Jian. “From which big Clan did this young man become the target of the Shadow Group?” thought speculated.
Zhao Jian was not injured by that burst of spiritual energy. Seeing the old Man of the Immortal Sect approaching towards him, he instantly cupped his fists to show some respect.
“Ah, shit! The other Elders appeared again, this would definitely be troublesome,” his grunts inwardly because they had to fight again so that his identity would not be revealed if he was a spy from the Foreign Gui Dao.