Ling Tian Sword God

Chapter 73: Chapter 72: The Consequences of Anger_1

Upon hearing Ling Chen shout out, Ling Yin turned around and took off running. But how could she possibly outrun the assassin in black? The gap between them closed rapidly.

”Hehe, trying to run?” A playful smirk appeared in the eyes of the assassin in black. He raised his hand, revealing three hair-thin poison needles that radiated a chilling glow.

He flicked his hand, and the three poison needles vanished into the darkness.

Ling Yin clearly saw the trajectory of the poison needles and immediately swung her Long Sword to deflect them. She managed to sweep two of the needles away, but one slipped through the gap in her sword’s defense and continued its lethal path.

PSST!

The poison needle was too fast, and in the end, Ling Yin couldn’t dodge in time. The needle lodged in her body.

”Haha, my Poison Ant Needle has struck. Certain death awaits.” The assassin in black stopped in his tracks. The gaze he cast at Ling Yin was no different from looking at a corpse.

”What did you say?”

Watching the girl’s body collapse, Ling Chen’s pupils contracted. It felt as though something inside him had shattered. A deep, wrenching heartache welled up within him, as though the assassin’s sword had pierced his own heart.

”You’re next, boy.” The assassin in black raised his Long Sword and sprang towards Ling Chen, moving as if he were flying.

”You damned bastard!”

Seeing the charging assassin in black, Ling Chen remained motionless, his eyes filled with rage.

”You will die with her.”

Ling Chen feverishly mobilized the True Qi within his body and activated the Ancient Saint King Battle Technique. His Cultivation level temporarily rose to the second realm of Martial Artist.

But even this was not enough. Overcome by his rage, Ling Chen fully activated the remaining Demonic Ape Blood Essence within his body. A flash of blood-red quickly surged into his eyes.

Under the influence of this frenzied outburst, Ling Chen’s strength rapidly approached the Third Level Martial Artist tier.

Hmm? Has he activated some trump card? The assassin in black also noticed Ling Chen’s change. His aura had surged significantly in an instant, causing the assassin a flicker of unease.

But as an assassin from the Shadow Tower, he had seen all kinds of fighters. Could this Ling Chen, a mere First Layer Martial Master, truly withstand him—a Martial Artist at the peak of the Fourth Realm—no matter how much he enhanced his power?

”Black Demon Slash!”

Channeling his True Qi into his right arm, the assassin in black concentrated all his strength into this one sword strike, slashing heavily at Ling Chen.

”Seeing Dragon in the Field!”

Ling Chen let out a furious roar. His initially still body suddenly lunged forward, both hands gripping his sword. Accompanied by the resounding roar of a powerful dragon, his charge was unstoppable.

BANG!

As the swords clashed, the assassin in black was sent flying, his Long Sword nearly slipping from his grasp.

Impossible! How could this boy’s strength have increased so much? The assassin in black was horrified and immediately tried to retreat.

CLANG!

Ling Chen brandished his Heavenly Emperor Heavy Sword and, with lightning speed, thrust it toward the assassin in black’s forehead.

Hearing the whistling air, the assassin in black stepped back, his speed a fraction faster than Ling Chen’s, barely managing to dodge the deadly blow.

WHOOSH!

Ling Chen swiped his arm. As his sword passed the assassin’s throat, it slashed off a piece of the black mask with a RIIIIP!

”This is a tough one! Damn it, this kid is too unpredictable!” The assassin’s eyes glinted coldly as he pulled out three more Poison Ant Needles from his sleeve, abruptly aiming them at Ling Chen’s face.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Ling Chen’s Heavy Sword vibrated slightly, deflecting all three Poison Ant Needles. Then, he flickered behind the assassin, brutally slamming the hilt of his sword into the latter’s back, making him spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.

Next, Ling Chen reversed his grip on his sword, preparing to deliver a lethal blow to the assassin.

”Stop, kid! Otherwise, she’s dead!”

Just as Ling Chen was about to strike, a harsh shout suddenly blared out. Not too far ahead, a man in black appeared, holding Xu Ruoyan hostage.

Both of them bore several wounds, clear evidence of a fierce exchange.

With Xu Ruoyan’s strength, especially if she used the Ice Heart Divine Soul, she should not have been defeated. However, it was nighttime, and her opponent was an experienced assassin. She could protect herself from overt threats, but it was difficult to guard against hidden dangers.

”Hehe, young man, put down your sword, or your little sweetheart’s a goner,” the assassin Ling Chen had been fighting grinned. Initially, he thought his life was over, but an unexpected opportunity had arisen.

At the same time, his sleeve began to wriggle, and a Fish Intestine Dagger slid into view.

The Fish Intestine Dagger was an essential tool for assassins of the Shadow Tower.

He was certain Ling Chen would drop his weapon. Even if he doesn’t, he’ll surely hesitate, and that moment of hesitation will be my chance.

The best time to kill Ling Chen is now. The assassin decided to make his move.

SPURT!

A jet of blood sprayed out, followed by a head tumbling through the air.

THUD. THUD.

The head fell to the ground, its face frozen in disbelief. It clearly belonged to the assassin. Even in death, he couldn’t believe Ling Chen had struck faster.

”Kid, you!” the man holding Xu Ruoyan hostage exclaimed, his face paling in shock. He hadn’t expected Ling Chen to dare to kill under such circumstances. Could I have misjudged? Does Ling Chen not care about this woman at all?

”Go ahead, kill her if you want,” Ling Chen sneered coldly. ”Do you even know who you’re holding? She’s the young palace master of the Sky Void Palace, Xu Ruoyan—daughter of Xu Feihong. If you dare to kill her, I assure you, the Shadow Tower will know no peace.”

”What?” The man’s expression changed dramatically, hesitation flickering across his face. There were certain individuals on the Shadow Tower’s ”do not kill” list—people with terrifying backgrounds. Xu Ruoyan was one of them.

Come to think of it, this woman does indeed resemble the portraits and descriptions of Xu Ruoyan.

SLICE!

Just as the man in black hesitated, a dagger suddenly flashed from Xu Ruoyan’s left sleeve. She seized the opportunity and slashed at him.

Bright red blood gushed from the man’s wrist. A searing pain shot up his arm, causing him to gasp and drop his weapon.

At this moment, Xu Ruoyan snatched up a Long Sword and pointed it at the man’s head.

”Thinking of running?” Xu Ruoyan flicked off his mask, revealing a familiar face beneath it.

”It’s you?” Ling Chen was slightly surprised upon seeing the man’s face.

This man in black was Lu BaiChuan, a senior Disciple from the Divine Intent Sect, whose talent surpassed even Song Hailan’s. He was one of the rare young geniuses in the Divine Intent Sect with the potential to make it onto the Heavenly List.

Who could have thought that such a promising young talent was actually a mole for the Shadow Tower, secretly planted within the Divine Intent Sect?