Chapter 1832: Chapter 1829: A Huge Loss
"How dare you cause trouble at Ancient Pan Mountain?" Zhao Ying’er’s eyes flashed with cold light, an icy killing intent emanating from her.
Her slender, fair fingers tightly gripped a petite sword, its blade trembling slightly, as if ready to fly out and transform into a cold gleam.
The few shadows, upon seeing this, only responded with a deep chuckle, seemingly unfazed.
"Bad luck, girl. We’re just doing a job, taking money to solve problems, nothing personal." A hoarse voice came from the shadows, carrying a hint of mockery.
"But since you’re here, don’t think about leaving." Another voice coldly added, sounding sinister.
An ugly man stepped out from the shadows, yellow teeth showing remnants of food from the previous night, exuding a sour stench as he spoke.
His shifty eyes swept over Zhao Ying’er, with a smirk that was particularly nauseating.
"Who sent you?" Xu Wendong asked sternly, furrowing his brows.
"Heh, since you’re about to die, might as well die knowing." The sleazy man grinned, revealing his yellow teeth, but was abruptly interrupted by someone behind him.
"Why blabber? Kill first, talk later!" Another person coldly commanded, with undeniable authority.
However, it was too late.
Zhao Ying’er’s chest heaved slightly, her gaze growing colder, as if she’d seen through everything.
"Heh, the Huang Family indeed! Do you have the Lin Family supporting you?"
"You killed my brother, now you want to kill Lin Mo, just to cover up the truth." Zhao Ying’er sneered, her tone filled with sarcasm.
She seemingly convinced herself of a conspiracy, thoroughly believing Xu Wendong.
Xu Wendong’s lips curled slightly, secretly amused: "This woman has quite the imagination."
"Enough talking!" The shadows’ eyes turned cold, no longer hesitating as they swiftly made their move.
The whistling Yin wind rustled the leaves, sounding eerie as four shadows attacked Xu Wendong together.
"Why are you attacking me? Handle the girl first!" Xu Wendong was stunned, mumbling to himself.
Can’t they see that Zhao Ying’er is clearly the strongest here?
However.
The group seemed entirely uninterested in dealing with Zhao Ying’er, aiming all their dirty tricks at Xu Wendong instead.
"Ding!"
A crisp metallic clink echoed, as a white figure suddenly blocked Xu Wendong.
Zhao Ying’er stepped in!
The petite sword in her hand swelled to the size of a normal Spirit Sword under the infusion of Yin Energy, gleaming with cold light, directly blocking the four-man attack.
"What?" The four were clearly caught off guard by Zhao Ying’er’s strength, shocked.
"This girl is at the Sixth Level of Soul Transformation Realm, an expert!" one person quietly reminded, sounding wary.
"Watch out!" another quickly responded, the four swiftly retreating with synchronized precision, evidently well-trained.
"Trying to kill to silence? In your dreams!" Zhao Ying’er wielded her Spirit Sword, biting her silver teeth, eyes burning with fury.
The four hadn’t expected such an expert to protect Xu Wendong.
However, they clearly didn’t plan to yield.
In single combat, they might not match Zhao Ying’er, but combined, even a Seventh Level Soul Transformation expert would struggle.
"All-out attack!" the lead shadow growled, displaying Fourth Level Soul Transformation prowess, Yin Energy surging around him, imposing.
They were assassins from Netherworld Ancient Tower, hired by Lin Feng and Huang Ying from afar, specifically to target Xu Wendong.
Lin Feng spared no expense to ensure success.
"To kill Lin Mo, you’re simply unqualified!" Zhao Ying’er scoffed, swinging her Spirit Sword, the sword light forming a rainbow, Yin Energy surging like a flood towards the four.
In an instant.
The four swiftly dispersed, narrowly evading the sword, before regrouping to attack.
Their coordination was flawless, prompting even Xu Wendong to silently admire: "Impressive!"
"Luckily I didn’t act impulsively, or I’d have suffered silently." Xu Wendong felt relieved, enjoying the protection.
If Zhao Ying’er knew Zhao Mo was killed by me, she’d surely go berserk, right?
"Heavenly Nether Three Swords!" Zhao Ying’er cried, her Spirit Sword conjuring three sword shadows, intertwining Yin Energy with serpentine brilliance.
The shadowy figures paled, cold sweat pouring.
"This is one of the Heavenly Nether Sect’s ultimate techniques, didn’t expect the girl to master it!" one exclaimed.
"Brother, we’re in trouble, she’s from Heavenly Nether Sect!" another warned, panicking.
"Who cares who she is, kill them all!" the lead shadow coldly ordered, the four adopting their strongest defensive stance, Yin Energy forming a yellow barrier, blocking Zhao Ying’er’s attack.
"Bang! Bang bang!"
The successive strikes all collided with the yellow barrier, producing dull thuds.
Though Zhao Ying’er’s sword moves were fierce, they couldn’t break the defense.
"What!" Zhao Ying’er’s face froze, her red lips quivering, evidently surprised her technique was countered.
The four managed to withstand the sword, though feeling sore, unharmed.
After blocking, they prepared to counterattack.
"Girl, once you’re done, it’s our turn!" the sleazy man grinned, suddenly producing a three-clawed hook, spinning it twice before hurling it at Zhao Ying’er.
Zhao Ying’er hesitated, the hook instantly pierced her delicate skin, securely clutching her right shoulder.
"Soul-locking Life-taking Hook! You’re killers from Netherworld Ancient Tower!" Zhao Ying’er’s face changed, recognizing their origin.
However, hooked as she was, there was no time to resist.
Seeing this, Xu Wendong’s eyes flashed coldly.
He wouldn’t let them kill Zhao Ying’er, where else would he find such an easy-to-fool beauty?
As the shadows prepared to act further, Xu Wendong stepped forward, releasing a wave of potent Yin Energy.
The energy formed an invisible wave, instantly repelling three shadows.
"This guy has such power?" the lead shadow’s face changed, eyes filled with shock.
"This deal’s a loss! Didn’t Lin Feng say this guy was only First Level Soul Transformation?" They cursed, realizing they’d been duped.
"Only paid ten thousand Nether Crystals, facing Heavenly Nether Sect disciples and this freak, huge loss!"
Hearing their complaints, Xu Wendong’s lips curled into a highly sinister smile!
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