Murong Longyue's purple miasma did not work, and these assassins were quite wary at first. After discovering that their consciousness was not affected by it, they let go and turned from defense to attack.
"Masks! Their masks are spiritual weapons! They can block the purple mist!" Lin Chuan took a few moves and retreated to Murong Longyue's side.
What these assassins wore on their heads was actually not a mask, but more like a helmet, which covered their facial features. When Lin Chuan got closer, he discovered the clues. The mask was shimmering, and it was at least a medium-grade spiritual weapon.
"Then what should we do?!" Murong Longyue's legs were like shadows, and he kicked out six times with a snap of his fingers, once again keeping distance from his opponent.
The fighting in the alley lasted for at least a stick of incense. During this period, no outsiders were discovered. Where were all the patrol guards in the city!
Each city has the same rules. The Earth Spirit Realm's Spirit Master who enters the city needs to be interrogated by the gatekeepers. The Winter Assassins of the Earth Realm are even more stringent. Every move after entering the city is monitored by a dedicated person. Anyone who violates the rules
, they will be expelled from the city and even killed on the spot.
The Winter Assassin was notorious, so why should he be allowed into the city? Lin Chuan once asked the Southern Emperor this question. Shen Tuxiu's answer is still fresh in his memory, because they honor the orphan every year and promise never to assassinate anyone from the royal family.
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The filial piety here is not only spiritual essence, but also news from the other three countries. The news from Winter Tingfeng Hall is not comparable to the spies from the Four Kingdoms.
Using his identity as a prince to intimidate Vice Admiral Tie was not a helpless move, but now he was being killed because of his identity as a prince.
Lin Chuan couldn't explain how he felt. He had taken the initiative to sever ties with the Shentu royal family, so he was the one to blame for being hunted by Winter.
"I can still live without his protection!" Lin Chuan shouted in his heart, and Shentu Xiu's solemn face appeared in his heart.
Lin Chuan's heart suddenly shook, and that kind of throbbing reappeared. His face was a little distorted, and the golden light in his eyes flashed. He concentrated his spirit on his arm, and with a spiritual strike, he forcibly injected the spiritual power into the standard long sword.
The blade of the sword trembled violently, and he almost lost his grip. The blood contract in the sword was shattered by Lin Chuan's domineering spiritual power, and the long sword let out an unwilling and mournful sound.
Facing the sword handed over by an assassin, Lin Chuan waved his arm to block it with his crane wrist. He flipped his palm over and a jade bottle appeared in his hand. After drinking it, he whispered behind him: "Follow me!"
Murong Longyue's heart trembled for no reason just now, and that kind of intimidation that was almost blood-like appeared on Lin Chuan again. She looked at Lin Chuan in confusion until Lin Chuan blocked her knife.
"Concentrate!"
Lin Chuan roared, made a sword dance, jumped up, rolled and rushed towards the crowd.
The long sword filled with spiritual power, with a bright green light, struck at the assassins like a top.
This move was learned by Lin Chuan during the beast tide in the Western Kingdom. This move was called the "Blood Gyro" by Lin Chuan. It has both offensive and defensive capabilities. When surrounded by a herd of beasts, he will use this move to create a gap, which will be detrimental to all directions.
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In addition, Lin Chuan was already at the top of the Xuanling realm and was using all his strength. How could these assassins withstand them?
In the blink of an eye, a person was knocked down, a spark was scratched out of the person's mask, his chest and abdomen were instantly opened, and his internal organs and intestines poured out of the body.
The remaining four people retreated to both sides to avoid the sharp attack. Unexpectedly, Murong Longyue behind him was not a light-hearted person either. His long legs swept continuously in the air. One of the assassins was unable to react in time and his mask was kicked away, revealing a delicate face.
The purple mist was absorbed into his body, and the fear in the eyes of the handsome assassin disappeared instantly, replaced by anger. When fear reaches the extreme, it will turn into anger, and then become crazy. The dagger in his hand pierced into the side with lightning speed.
In the belly of a partner.
The person who was struck by the sword was none other than the giant sword assassin who had spoken to Lin Chuan before. This person's cultivation level was on par with Lin Chuan's and he had quite a voice among the assassins, but he had a bad temper.
He groaned and swung his giant sword directly to the face of the handsome assassin. The giant sword hit the wall hard, and the handsome assassin's head disappeared, leaving only a pool of red and white on the wall.
The assassin above immediately released poisonous arrows to stop him, but it was too late, Lin Chuan and the others had already left the alley.
These assassins did not hesitate and evacuated the alley with the bodies of their companions.
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The sky is getting dark.
After leaving the alley, Linchuan did not go to the City Lord's Mansion. There was no Lei Fang to guide the way. Even if they arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, no one would dare to accept them.
Going back to Lingshuai's Mansion will be even more dangerous, not to mention whether you will encounter a killer on the way, if Tiehanhan comes looking for you again, the consequences will be disastrous.
Lin Chuan simply went to Zuiyue Tower. The bloody clothes on the two men instantly attracted the attention of the diners, and the originally noisy hall fell silent.
The waiter stretched out his hand to stop Lin Chuan. Last time, the big benefactor Yu Xiaoyao was by his side, so the waiter was not in trouble, but now he asked Lin Chuan to take off the bandage on his hand, otherwise he would not be allowed in.
Seeking shelter under someone's fence, Lin Chuan had to follow their rules. Halfway through untying the bandage, he suddenly heard someone in the corner say: "Let them in! They are guests, so we will treat them well."
Lin Chuan turned his head and looked at the man. He was wearing a coarse short shirt, his hair was a little messy, his back was facing him, and his voice sounded familiar. It seemed that he had seen this man that day, and was eating wine in that corner.
When the waiter heard this, he bowed to the man and then looked at Lin Chuan with a smile on his face: "You two gentlemen, please come in."
Lin Chuan re-wrapped the bandage and followed the waiter as he walked inside, his eyes always looking at the man.
The man's face was completely obscured by his long, messy hair, making it difficult to distinguish him. It was not appropriate to come forward and harass him in this situation. If he offended others and kicked him out, that would be bad.
This place does not accept ordinary food and lodging guests. Those who come here to stay at high-end hotels are spiritual masters, so they do not accept gold or silver here, only spiritual pulp.
Lin Chuan threw out a bottle of medium-grade spiritual jelly and entered a guest room with Murong Longyue. The moment the door was closed, the outside became noisy again.
"Catch the adulterer in the afternoon and come to the hotel in the evening." Diner A clicked his tongue in surprise.
"This girl is so infatuated that she still follows him around." Diner B said with emotion.
"There's no point in being infatuated. As long as you have enough spiritual essence in your abstinence, let alone two people a day. As long as your body can handle it, groups of girls will surround you." Diner C sneered.
Hearing this, the man in the corner put down the wine cup in his hand. There seemed to be a trace of confusion in his eyes. He wiped the wine from his chin, revealing a hideous scar that extended along his chin to the base of his ear, resembling a second mouth.
This person was none other than a half-beast man who had never known Lin Chuan before, Wu Tao.
Is he really that person? His palms are the same as that person's! Who else in the world has those ghost hands? That kid must be back! He didn't die, and he even changed his appearance. It's interesting!
Wu Tao's eyes suddenly became clear, he picked up the wine jar and started drinking.
The waiter in the shop looked at Wu Tao in fear, wondering why the shopkeeper invited such a person to worship him. He drank four jars of the best wine today, and looking at his appearance, he had to order another jar, which was almost as much as the restaurant's half-day revenue.