Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Qin Yutong felt Zhang Ruochen's strong will to kill again. She didn't expect that he really prepared to kill all the ten commanders of the Canglong Army.
Qin Yutong stared into Zhang Ruochen's eyes, and said, "The deaths of Guo Lu and Han Ying two days ago have shocked the whole Sacred City. The powerful figures in the Canglong Army are looking for you even today."
"I don't think now is the time for you to attack. You should hide in the Phoenix Dance Palace for a while, and wait for your chance."
Zhang Ruochen looked at the moon in the sky. He picked up his cup and took a sip. He said, "Now, every commander of the Canglong Army is looking for me in the Sacred City. It's the perfect timing for me to attack."
The moonlight fell on the palace hanging on the cliff and lit it up like a fantasy land.
Countless men had dreamed about sitting across from the Dancing Fairy. But Zhang Ruochen now paid no attention to her, but was in a contemplation of how to kill the ten commanders of the Canglong Army.
If the suitors of Qin Yutong knew this, they would definitely curse him for his absent mind.
Qin Yutong naturally wanted to kill the ten commanders of the Canglong Army to avenge her ancestors.
But she also knew that the Canglong Army must have strengthened their defenses under such a situation. It would be ten times harder to kill a general now than before.
Zhang Ruochen gave the sharp look, and added, "After the commanders of the Canglong Army return to the Lingxiao Heavenly King Mansion, or hide in the camp, I would lose my chance to kill them then."
Qin Yutong said, "It's very important. We have to arrange carefully and pick the perfect timing. We can't take moves randomly."
Meanwhile, Bai Xuanshuang walked in and reported with her hands cupped. "Senior Sister, the commander of the Sixth Base of the Canglong Army, Yan Honglie, has come to the Phoenix Dance Palace. He would like to spend 100 saintly rocks to see you. Will you meet him?"
"No." Qin Yutong refused directly.
There were hundreds of young monks who would like to spend large amounts of money to see Qin Yutong each day. But only a few could really meet Qin Yutong.
Light flickered in Zhang Ruochen's eyes. He stood up and said, "Why not? Since he's here, why should we let him go?"
Qin Yutong shook her head immediately, and said, "Yan Honglie's cultivation is as high as the end of the Ninth Level Half-Saint. He ranks No.4 in the ten commanders, far before Han Ying who ranked No.8 and Guo Lu No.10."
"I used to think that I could seduce him with beauty and set up something. But I rejected the plan."
Zhang Ruochen asked, "Why?"
Qin Yutong said, "His cultivation is too high. He has the opportunity to become a saint, and has no desire for women. He has come to the Phoenix Dance Palace many times, but I don't think he's here to pursue me. It's very likely that he has suspected my ident.i.ty and wants to test me. If we attack him recklessly, we can't kill him, and we would probably expose ourselves."
"Now we have to kill him," said Zhang Ruochen.
Qin Yutong saw that Zhang Ruochen was determined. She wouldn't be able to stop him.
So, she made up a plan to a.s.sa.s.sinate Yan Honglie at the last minute. Then she sent for the other two powerful Ninth Level Half-Saint in the Phoenix Dance Palace, Yan Wenqi and Fu Shang, to work out a solution.
An hour later, a black battlewagon with a ghost head was seen riding out of the Phoenix Dance Palace to the wide street.
The battlewagon with a ghost head was pulled by two Sixth Level Warbeasts. 36 high cultivated guardians followed the wagon. Only the commanders of the Canglong Army could be so extravagant.
At the same time, a gorgeous wagon also rode out of the Phoenix Dance Palace, and followed the Ghost Head Battlewagon for a long distance.
Qin Yutong sat alone in the wagon. She was extremely nervous.
Yan Honglie was a surpremely powerful figure under saints. Any mistake would cost her life.
"Me, Senior Brother Yan and Senior Brother Fu working together would be able to fight Yan Honglie. Plus him, we stand a chance to win."
Qin Yutong was a careful woman. She couldn't help thinking that tonight's a.s.sa.s.sination was too risky. But now, since they had started it, they had to finish it. They had to place all their hope on Zhang Ruochen.
Yan Wenqi and Fu Shang suppressed their breaths in the dark, and followed the Ghost Head Battlewagon in the other two directions.
The carriage of the Ghost Head Battlewagon was so heavy that it rumbled while rolling on the stone plate.
Yan Honglie was a middle-aged man around 40 years old. He sat steadily in the wagon. His eyes were cold and his whole body was covered by blood red Qi of killing.
Two 16 or 17 years old maidens served him carefully in the Ghost Head Battlewagon.
One said, "The Dancing Fairy is too arrogant. She would dare to refuse Lord Commander! Isn't she just a cheap wh.o.r.e of the brothel? What's she proud about?"
"Yes! What kind of women can't our Lord Commander have? We already showed respect to pay her a visit in the Phoenix Dance Palace," said the other.
Coldness was seen in Yan Honglie's eyes. His pupils had turned the strange blood red. He laughed malignantly, "Who says the Dancing Fairy didn't want to meet me? Isn't she coming alone?"
Two maidens were surprised. They didn't know why the Lord Commander said this.
And the two Sixth Level Warbeasts which were pulling the carriage noticed the dangerous Qi and stopped all of a sudden.
Yan Honglie walked out of the Ghost Head Battlewagon, and saw the 36 guardians had been frozen by a strand of coldness, and had turned into ice sculptures.
Above his head, a layer of the light cover like a water curtain had enveloped the area within the surrounding dozens of kilometers.
It was dark and extremely quiet.
Yan Honglie appeared to be calm and made a weird laugh. He looked at the gorgeous carriage behind him, and said, "Why does the Fairy chase me? You find it hard to leave me?"
Qin Yutong sat in the carriage and said with an elegant and refined voice, "I'm just here to seeing Commander Yan off."
Yan Honglie looked to his front, and saw two tall men standing about 300 meters before him, blocking his way.
The men were Yan Wenqi and Fu Shang.
Yan Honglie didn't change his face and laughed, "So I was right. The well-known Dancing Fairy should be an evil survivor of the last dynasty! Alas, what a pity! Pity!"
"Attack."
Qin Yutong was decisive. She gave orders to Yan Wenqi and Fu Shang directly.
Zoom.
Zoom.
Both of them played their body moves to appear within 30 meters of Yan Honglie in a second. They each made a print and went to attack him.
The print they played was called the Ten-sided Vanish Print, a kind of combined attack martial move.
If it was played by ten Ninth Level Half-Saints, the Ten-sided Vanish Print would be able to resist a saint for a while.
It was undefeatable under the saint state.
The more monks the print combined, the more powerful the Ten-sided Vanish Print would become.
Qin Yutong also made her print to combine with Yan Wenqi and Fu Shang, and threw the Ten-sided Vanish Print from three directions.
Yan Honglie raised his hands. Blazing and domineering flames went up from his feet to his headtop, changing into a fire cloud.
"Netherworld Fire Power!"
Yan Honglie stepped on the ground with one foot. Red flames like a 30 meter tall wave gushed in all directions from his foot with a boom.
The power of the Netherworld Fire was so terrible that it had melted the stone plate into complete magma.
The power of fire smashed the Ten-sided Vanish Print of Qin Yutong, Yan Wenqi and Fu Shang, and threw them backwards.
Fu Shang, the lowest cultivated among them, was severely wounded and even spit blood.
Qin Yutong and Yan Wenqi didn't suffer less. They fell on the ground pathetically. Their face lost color. Then, they raced back quickly.
The cultivation of Yan Honglie was terrible. Far beyond their expectations, his cultivation must have arrived at the peak of the Ninth Level Half-Saint.
They couldn't fight him.
"Ten-sided Vanish Print?"
Yan Honglie glanced at them and gave a sneer. "With your cultivations, and only three sides of the Vanish Print, you would dare to try to kill me? If you had fives sides, maybe you would stand a chance. But now you don't."
The second Yan Honglie finished his words, his shadow dispersed into fire.
Qin Yutong felt an extremely dangerous Qi approaching them, and said, "No! Use the saint decrees! Run!"
"It's too late!"
Three fire giants were condensed in front of Qin Yutong, Yan Wenqi and Fu Shang respectively.
Three fire prints were hit by them.
Yan Wenqi and Fu Shang were hit in the first. The fire print hit their chests and broke most of their bones. They fell on the ground after the deadly attack.
"Ocean of Stars!"
Qin Yutong's hands made two prints. She transferred Holy Qi to her beautiful eyes.
Zoom.
Light particles gushed out from her eyes to cover the s.p.a.ce in the surrounding 300 meters like a sky of stars, trying to resist the attack of the fire giant.
But the fire giant was a body of energy, which went through the thousands of stars like light particles, and hit the chest of Qin Yutong.
As it was known that Qin Yutong didn't have a strong body like that of Yan Wenqi and Fu Shang. Once she was. .h.i.t, she would surely die.
Qin Yutong accepted the fact that she would die soon.
But a bright sword light flew from behind her. It penetrated the fire giant with indomitable might.
Then a low screench was heard behind the fire giant.
"What a quick sword!"
Qin Yutong's forehead was covered by thick and fragrant sweet drops. She looked behind the fire giant.
Yan Honglie was seen standing at his original spot, but a blood hole was seen penetrating his chest, which was of the size of a plate.
Crack.
Dozens of cracks appeared on Yan Honglie's body. Then, it exploded and dozens of pieces of flesh flew away.
Zhang Ruochen held his sword and stood with his back facing Qin Yutong. He said, "You are to deal with the rest. And, next time, you just have to tell me the whereabouts of other commanders of the Canglong Army. It wouldn't be so troublesome if I fought alone."
Finis.h.i.+ng his words, Zhang Ruochen's body flashed and disappeared.
Qin Yutong stared at the broken body of Yan Honglie, finding it hard to calm down. He had killed another commander so easily?
Even though Yan Honglie had just died in front of her, she still found it hard to believe.
After a long time, she changed her shocked look. She smiled and said to herself, "What a proud person! But he has everything to be proud of. With his strength, the Lingxiao Heavenly King Mansion and the Canglong Army will feel scared and uneasy in the coming days."
