"Master of Thousands of Swords?"
Hearing Ning Xin say that, Chen Mo couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. He had a bit of a recollection of this so-called "Master of Thousands of Swords."
This person is not just a sword master, but actually a blacksmith. His true occupation is a blacksmith, and his cultivation level has reached the fourth rank. He can craft up to a hundred swords at any time and place. Because during his peak period, he successively crafted a thousand swords, he refers to himself as the "Master of Thousand Swords."
He wandered the Nine Zhou continent in his early years and once clashed with the demonic sect's Yun Chuang Qiu. He held his own against over ten moves and did not lose, thus gaining a reputation in the Nine Zhou. However, there was a realm gap between them, and in the end, he only managed to retreat defeated.
After being soundly defeated, the Master of Thousand Swords was spotted by the Shadow Pavilion through a twist of fate and later joined as an assassin in the Shadow Pavilion.
Years later, Ye Liangchen's strength had greatly increased, and he personally led an army to attack the demonic sect in order to gain fame and fortune. As an assassin from the Shadow Pavilion, Wan Jian Zun naturally accompanied him as well. To seek revenge for his defeat years ago, he worked with two other companions to kill Yun Chuang Qiu……
"Haha, I didn't expect that there would be someone in the world who recognizes me as the Master of Thousand Swords."
As Chen Mo's words fell, a cold voice echoed from the sky. The few people looked up consecutively, and under the thick mist, they saw a figure stepping on a flying sword coming towards them. With his hands behind his back, he descended as if a celestial being descending from heaven.
Dressed in a white robe as pure as snow, his cold and arrogant face revealed a faint smile. Wan Jian Zun carried his hands behind his back, and his flying sword suddenly rose, before being reversed and stood upright in the ground in front of him.
Seeing the person approaching, the man in black robes immediately exclaimed excitedly: "You have finally arrived. If you don't come, I will be killed by them. Such a perilous and unrewarding job, I don't want to do it anymore. It's not only dangerous, but also not successful……"
"Stop talking so much nonsense. Do you believe I would cut your tongue?"
Wan Jian Zun raised an eyebrow, displeased, and said.
The three attacks just now, if they had hit, Chen Mo and the others would have been dead for certain. But since not a single one hit, it has to be said that as a swordsman, he is indeed lacking in assassination skills; now that he has been mocked, it must be quite unpleasant internally.
The black-robed man clapped his hands over his mouth and timidly retreated. He was just a bait, and what he had to do was done. It was time to leave the stage. However, as a disciple of the Grandmaster of the Grand House, he had to breed snakes to please the Grandmaster. The three people in front of him were bound to die at the hands of Wan Jian Zun, which was a rare opportunity.
Compared to ordinary people, martial artists have thicker vitality and blood, which is very suitable for breeding poisons, even for the dead.
The black-robed man retreated, but he didn't go too far, stopping at a safe distance and waiting for the battle to end before immediately draining the vitality and blood of Chen Mo and the others……
"I know you, Wan Jian Zun, have considerable strength, but it will not be easy for you to kill the three of us."
Ning Xin tightly grasped the handle of his sword, coldly harrumphing and saying.
Li Yueyue only glanced at Wan Jian Zun briefly, then her gaze fell on the black-robed man who had already disappeared into the mist far away. Compared to the former, she wanted to eliminate the latter more.
"Who gave you the confidence to think that you will survive today?"
Wan Jian Zun raised his hand to withdraw the sword that was standing upright in the ground and pointed at Ning Xin coldly, laughing remotely.
Ning Xin and Li Yueyue both had serious expressions, holding their swords with both hands, ready to strike.
Chen Mo walked forward with a smile on his face, stepping in front of the two women, "Since you've been sent to kill us, you must be an assassin from the Shadow Pavilion. The Shadow Pavilion usually sends out teams of three, but now there's just you. Where are the other two?"
"Two people? Didn't that guy with the butterfly playmates not belong to the same group?"
Li Yueyue asked out of curiosity.
"They are in the same group, but not on the same team. The guy with the butterfly playmates is a disciple of Grandmaster Miao Tiannan, who specializes in breeding blood poisons. His companion has someone else. I don't believe they would act alone. Are they both fourth-grade cultivators daring enough to go after the third-grade Pei Jiangnan?"
Chen Mo let out a chuckle, then looked at the Wan Jian Zun in front of him and said with a smile: "I'm not underestimating you. I just think you don't have the courage."
"You, looking for death"
Wan Jian Zun heard this and became furious immediately. He waved his sword violently, and a sword energy suddenly rushed towards Chen Mo.
Seeing this, Ning Xin acted first and charged out, swinging his sword and engaging in battle with Wan Jian Zun. Li Yueyue was not willing to be left behind and wanted to charge out to assist as well, but Chen Mo stopped her.
"What are you stopping me for?"
Li Yueyue expressed dissatisfaction and asked.
"It's not the right time... I said that his comrades are nearby... Haha, here they come, quickly jump up the tree..."
Chen Mo shouted as he spoke, then grabbed Li Yueyue's shoulder with one hand and leaped up. Ning Xin, who was still engaged in battle with Wan Jian Zun, heard his words and though puzzled, dared not think too much. She kicked the ground fiercely and also leaped up.
Bang!
A loud boom echoed from the ground, and the spot where the three of them were standing collapsed instantly. The area within a few li turned into a basin. Suddenly, from the central crack, water gushed out and flooded the entire basin.
"What's happening here?"
Li Yueyue was shocked and looked at the scene in front of her, amazed.
"The techniques of his comrades"
Chen Mo smiled slightly and said, "Among his companions, there's a wizard who practices both water and earth cultivation. If we had jumped up earlier, we would have been very likely to be submerged by the floodwater. Underwater, that's his territory. Even a third-grade cultivator could be trapped and find it hard to escape, let alone us."
Wan Jian Zun slowly emerged from the water, his feet touching the surface of the water. He was drenched and looked up at the people on the tree, with a face full of resentment, "Idiot, who are you and how do you know all this?"
"Didn't you come here to kill us? Why do you have to ask this question now? Do you not know the target's information before making your move?"
Chen Mo replied with a laugh, a response that left Wan Jian Zun momentarily at a loss for words.
"That kind of talkative person, there's no need to waste time on him. Just kill him directly."
A hoarse voice suddenly came from underwater, and Wan Jian Zun's back emerged from the lake, forming a giant water dragon. It lunged towards Chen Mo and the others with great force.
Ning Xin and Li Yueyue, seeing this, instinctively retreated. However, at the moment they moved, Chen Mo pressed down on both of their shoulders with both hands simultaneously, "Don't run around."
"What are you doing?"
Li Yueyue was immediately upset. She watched as the water dragon was about to attack, but Chen Mo refused to retreat, leaving her confused about his intentions.
Ning Xin raised an eyebrow, having no other choice but to lift her sword and strike out several times, dispersing the water dragon with successive slashes. Li Yueyue saw this and followed up with a few more strokes of her own sword.
The scattered water droplets fell around them, and then, as quickly as they appeared, they rose from the lake and formed more water dragons, which attacked even more ferociously. In addition to the fierce water dragons, Wan Jian Zun also intervened.
However, it was revealed that Wan Jian Zun simply raised his hand lightly, and countless black dots suddenly appeared in the sky. The next moment, they transformed into over a hundred iron swords, rushing towards Chen Mo and the others like a flood or a beast.
The swords wielded by Wan Jian Zun were not sword qi but actual treasures, far more powerful than sword qi. The attack was fierce; a hit would leave one either dead or seriously injured. Ning Xin and the other two women were terrified, wanting to retreat again, but Chen Mo pressed them down once more.
