Chapter 154: Chapter 139: Gorgeous Peach Blossom_1
Thick dark blood gushed from the Limit Breaking Warrior’s mouth.
With a thud, he fell and did not rise. Blooming on his neck were vibrant, lifelike peach blossoms.
"Peach blossoms on the skin, beautiful and fatal. This is the lethal poison Peach Blossom Glamour."
Someone gasped in surprise.
"Peach Blossom Glamour is exclusive to the Dark Moon assassination organization. They say once inflicted, it corrodes the insides, and not even a Martial Marquis can withstand it for long."
"Dark Moon assassins are here."
Many around changed colors in fear. They distanced themselves from others, afraid they could be members of the Dark Moon organization.
No one saw who struck the blow earlier.
Neither did Lu Yan.
His gaze swept across seven or eight figures in the crowd.
The perpetrator was extremely skilled and discreet, attacking from behind, impossible for him to pinpoint.
"The Dark Moon assassination organization? Did Zhao Yi hire them?"
Lu Yan pondered.
He recalled the female assassin he met in Qingyang City, who tried to pass herself off as a Dark Moon assassin to intimidate him.
He did not expect to actually encounter a member of the organization, with intentions to kill him at that.
In Lingwang City, besides Zhao Yi, he could not think of anyone else who might want him dead enough to hire the Dark Moon organization.
But he had already changed his appearance and no longer resembled Lu Ren. How did they identify him?
"Could they have been onto me since I met Zhao Sirong?"
Lu Yan speculated.
This month, he had met Zhao Sirong twice for information about Zhao Yi and the movements of monsters.
Only then did he show himself as Lu Ren, potentially exposing himself to scrutiny.
The Dark Moon assassination organization was truly terrifying. If you expose even the slightest flaw, you cannot escape their tracking.
PLOP!
Lu Yan swung his blade, casually killing a monster lunging towards him. His gaze never left the group of seven or eight people.
Those who had the chance to act earlier were only these seven or eight.
Among them, absolutely one or two were Dark Moon assassins.
He must smoke out the assassin.
Otherwise, they would be like phantoms in the dark night, constantly stalking him. He cannot reveal a single flaw, lest they seize an opportunity for a fatal strike.
Peach Blossom Glamour, this poison made even Lu Yan shudder.
It attacks the insides directly, corroding them, which meant his Vajra Indestructible Skill couldn’t block the poison. If he was poisoned, he would die.
Only Grandmasters begin to develop the potential of their internal organs, strengthening them.
SWOOSH!
Suddenly, Lu Yan moved, slashing at a middle-aged man.
He didn’t notice anything suspicious about the man, but this move was a test, designed to expose the opponent’s true colors.
"What are you doing?"
The middle-aged man was shocked and blocked with his sword.
As a first-level Martial Marquis, the man was no match for Lu Yan’s attack. When their swords clashed, the man recoiled, his body soaring in the air and crashing on the ground.
Lu Yan closed in on him, sweeping out with his blade, aiming the Red Blood Blade at the man’s throat.
The man’s face turned ashen, full of despair.
Swoosh!
Finally, the Red Blood Blade stopped just shy of the man’s throat, the cold blade gave him goosebumps, sweat running down his face.
"It’s not him."
Lu Yan frowned slightly, moving on to another one.
But this man was just a Limit Breaking Warrior and quickly fell to the ground wounded after one strike. Lu Yan couldn’t be bothered to probe further and directed his attack at a third person.
The man roared, his body glowing gold like a bronzed man.
"Vajra Body."
Lu Yan paused, this was his first time encountering someone else who cultivated the Vajra Body.
But the Vajra Body was a widely practiced second-tier martial art, so it wasn’t unusual to meet other practitioners.
This man was also a Martial Marquis, but his main cultivation wasn’t the Vajra Body. Instead, it was a hammer technique which, combined with his Vajra Body, became more powerful.
He swung a large hammer at Lu Yan, crossing paths with his war knife.
With a clash, the man stumbled backward.
"Don’t make wild accusations, I’m not from the Dark Moon assassination organization."
The man roared.
But Lu Yan remained unmoved. His blade cut through the air, aiming for the man’s throat.
Despite being at the fourth-level of Marquis, the man was no match for Lu Yan’s attack. In just a few rounds, Lu Yan’s Red Blood Blade was poised over his heart.
His face paling, cold sweat dripped down his face, yet he didn’t exhibit any other martial arts.
With a blank face, Lu Yan was off to probe the next.
In the end, he tested all seven or eight of them, but found no one suspicious.
"Should I just kill all these seven or eight of them?"
Lu Yan’s eyes flashed with a murderous glint, pondering this possibility.
"What are you people doing? Instead of fighting each other shouldn’t we focus on the crisis at hand?"
A booming shout came from atop the city wall.
A burly figure was glaring at them in anger.
Lu Yan realized that it would be very difficult to act freely among these people because of the many spy eyes around.
If he recklessly killed, he feared he would be executed by the area’s Grandmaster, suspected of being possessed by evil spirits.
Swoosh!
Lu Yan activated his agility and headed for Bei City.
He accelerated at full speed, quickly disappearing from everyone’s sight.
After running five or six miles, he gradually moved away from the battlefield, standing between Bei City and East City. The area was tranquil, with ordinary citizens all cooped up in their homes, not daring to step out.
Suddenly, Lu Yan flickered into an alleyway. Like a cat, he hopped onto a nearby rooftop, lying on top without moving.
The assassins from the Dark Moon organisation, having previously failed in their attempt to assassinate him, would undoubtedly not let matters rest.
They would surely follow him, searching for another opportunity to take his life.
Staying here, anyone who followed him would be considered the killer.
Time slowly passed.
After an incense stick’s worth of time, a figure, hugging one side of a building, silently moved like a ghost towards Bei City.
Without a sound or trace, the person seemed to meld into the darkness.
If not for Lu Yan’s focused gaze, he might have missed this figure.
The figure quickly approached.
"It’s him."
A thought flashed within Lu Yan.
This was a skinny old man, one of the seven or eight people he encountered earlier. Lu Yan had probed his cultivation level before – Martial Marquis Level Three. During Lu Yan’s probing, this man did not reveal any flaws, almost deceiving Lu Yan into killing him with a single blow.
The distance between the skinny old man and Lu Yan was closing.
A hundred meters, fifty meters, twenty meters....
When the two were only ten meters apart, Lu Yan lunged like a bird, with the dark Red Blood Blade ripping through the void, emitting a whistling sound.
The skinny old man was clearly shocked and defended with his blade.
Clang!
The skinny old man’s figure rapidly retreated.
"Hold back your hand, brother! It’s a misunderstanding."
The skinny old man shouted.
The light of Lu Yan’s eyes was icy, the intent to kill surging, as he swung his blade repeatedly, each stroke as fast as lightning.
The skinny old man performed his agility skills and continuously retreated, but he still couldn’t evade Lu Yan’s attack.
Seemingly resigned that he couldn’t deceive Lu Yan, a glint of sullenness flashed in the skinny old man’s eyes. He threw his longsword towards Lu Yan, simultaneously launching himself towards Lu Yan at an astonishing speed.
During his lunge, a slender, flexible sword ejected from his sleeves.
With a tremble, the soft sword made a hissing sound, like a small snake, continuously changing positions, aiming at Lu Yan.
Lu Yan’s gaze did not leave the skinny old man for a second, watching not just his sword, but also the rest of his body.
This assassin was terrifying. His means of killing were not limited to his sword. There might be fatal blows from anywhere on his body, so Lu Yan had to be careful at all times.
He slashed his blade, knocking away the weapon thrown at him, then the Red Blood Blade lifted diagonally.
Clang!
It landed precisely on his enemy’s blade, but this sword was incredibly flexible. Although the body of the sword was blocked, it curled, and the tip aimed at Lu Yan’s throat.
Luyan quickly took a step back, avoiding the sword tip, but the skinny old man flicked his wrist and twisted the sword. Wrapping the sword around, it was again aimed at Lu Yan’s chest.
As he jabbed his sword, the sleeve of the old man’s robe emitted a hissing sound and shot out a cluster of black needles as fine as ox hair, targeting Lu Yan’s face.
Faced with this danger, Lu Yan remained calm. He suddenly retreated, lifted his left hand with five fingers spread as though a lotus blooming, and flicked several times. With a ding, ding noise, dozens of black needles were all knocked away by Lu Yan.
Naturally, the sword stabbed at his chest was also avoided.
"A Martial Marquis Level Five assassin? Really flattering me."
Lu Yan’s face was slightly grim, as he fully unleashed the bone strength within his body. He stomped his feet, ran towards the skinny old man, and slashed with his blade.
This blade had no particular tricks, but it was fast—fast to the extreme.
The skinny old man did not dare to resist and flashed to one side to evade. Lu Yan twisted his body to follow his movement with the Red Blood Blade slashing out again, forcing him into a head-on collision.
Both of them were extremely fast, changing their positions more than a dozen times in the blink of an eye, but not a single blow was landed.
Thud!
Lu Yan’s again pushed off with foot. Holding the sword with both hands, he and his sword seemed to combine into one. In the dark night, a blade of light flashed. The skinny old man’s pupils shrank, his face solemn. He pushed off a wall with a single foot, drifting back several meters.
Lu Yan’s blade fell empty again, cutting into the wall with the blade buried within.
"Kill!"
Lu Yan shouted, fiercely swinging the Red Blood Blade. It split the entire wall in half, causing numerous fragments to burst out like rain, shooting towards the skinny old man.
Each stone was endowed with bone strength, shattering the air with a howl like bullets.
The skinny old man had not cultivated any body-hardening technique and dared not resist, he could only defend with his soft sword.
Opportunity!
Lu Yan rushed out once again, slashing diagonally with the Red Blood Blade.
Clang!
This time, the skinny old man didn’t evade again; he could only use his sword to resist.
With the collision of the blades, Lu Yan’s bone strength fully unleashed causing the skinny old man to shudder, his body stumbling backward with his sword-wielding arm shaking uncontrollably while blood oozed from his skin.
How could Lu Yan miss such an opportunity? He unleashed a storm of slashes, like a torrential rain with thunderous roars.
These were the secrets techniques of the Nine Divine Lightning Slash. Once displayed, the force of the slashes was like rolling tide, one wave more powerful than the last.
The skinny old man, having lost the initiative, was entirely wrapped up in the onslaught and could only block with his sword.
After several more clashes, the old skinny man’s body quaked as if electrified, continuously retreating, his face flushed and blood dribbling from the corner of his mouth,
Shhh!
With a wave of his hand, he once again fired a cluster of black needles. Lu Yan spun his blade, blocking all of the black needles.
Then he brought his blade down from above.
The skinny old man blocked this blade with his sword, however, the powerful force made his knees buckle and he landed on his knees with a thud.
Splurt!
The old skinny man spat a mouthful of blood on Lu Yan’s face. Staggeringly, within bursts of blood, black smoke was mixed.
Poison gas!
