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55: Hunting Time

Night, as dark as ink.

Faintly, within the Void Realm, the sound of wind howled.

It was a dark and windy night, a night for murder.

However, after Li Luo's words fell, the surroundings were silent, as if no one was lurking.

"Are you really not coming out?"

Li Luo's expression was calm, yet a hint of coldness flickered in his deep, dark eyes.

"Heh... Did I ruin your plans?"

A voice mocked.

"Kid, such keen spiritual perception."

"But, it's useless."

"Let me ask you, did the Young Master of my Shadow Pavilion, along with his four accompanying Kings, die by your hand?"

Clang, clang.....

Through the window, Li Luo saw a pale, beardless, cold man in black, holding two long blades, which, as he walked, scraped against the bluestone, leaving two trails of sparks.

He was cold and murderous.

This appearance made Li Luo quite displeased; he was a bit too handsome.

He was almost catching up to him.

"Maybe more."

Li Luo shook his head seriously.

"Hmm?"

Upon hearing this, the cold man's brows furrowed slightly, and in his eyes, as he looked at Li Luo, it seemed as if a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood were surging, filled with intense malevolence.

"Perhaps the owner of the Wuling City Fighting Arena also died by my hand."

Li Luo spread his hands and said.

After all.

That day, the so-called top expert of the Fighting Arena struck him with a palm, which felt like a tickle.

If it were a hundred times stronger, it might actually pose some threat.

Instead, it's impolite not to return a favor; he injected the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin Sword Qi condensed within his body into the other's body, wondering if he could handle it.

"You're courting death!"

Upon hearing this.

The cold man flew into a rage.

"I am the first Shadow Guard under the Sect Master, Shadow Slaughter, and dying by my hand is enough for you to be proud."

On the surface, the Shadow Pavilion's Eldest Young Master, Xing Tian, was hailed as a Grandmaster level expert, the strongest assassin in the Shadow Pavilion apart from the Sect Master.

In reality.

He, who resided in the shadows, was the second strongest assassin!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......"

With his cold shout, it was as if he had smashed a cup as a signal.

Within the surrounding dark Void Realm, dark, ghost-like figures emerged from the shadows.

In an instant.

It was as if countless sharp edges burst forth, stabbing towards Li Luo's vital points.

Every move was fatal!

The temperature of the entire room plummeted sharply, instantly dropping to freezing point!

Shadow Slaughter sneered; as the second strongest assassin, and one who enjoyed group attacks.

Over the years, many Grandmaster level experts had died by his hand, even those at the Grandmaster Realm Peak!

"Heh heh, I'll play with you all for a bit."

Sharp, cold light enveloped Li Luo's entire body, yet the young man in green remained utterly calm.

It was as if a gentle breeze was caressing his face.

"Protective Sword Aura!"

As Li Luo gently murmured to himself.

"Crack, crack, crack, crack......"

All the swords and blades that entered within one foot of Li Luo's body were completely severed by his Protective Sword Aura!

"What?!"

Even these shadow assassins, who had experienced countless assassinations.

This was the first time they had seen such a terrifying Protective Aura.

"Buzz."

Just as their eyes flickered with shock, they only felt a bright flash of light before their eyes, and in the next moment, more than ten shadow assassins.

Their bodies were pierced by the terrifying Sword Qi formed by Li Luo's Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin, and in an instant, they were churned into a bloody mist.

"Hiss."

Shadow Slaughter's heart was filled with horror.

What kind of monster was this?

He even felt a trace of fear and trembling.

"Whoosh."

He twisted his body, which seemed to melt into the darkness like thick ink, and was about to retreat.

"Damn it, Formation, open!"

Shadow Slaughter's heart was anxious, because in setting up this assassination, he had deployed an isolation Formation around them.

Now, he was trapped by it.

Just now, Li Luo used a Talisman to create fireworks, which proved this point.

Outside, no one heard anything.

"I'll help you."

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded, but in Shadow Slaughter's ears, it was like a demonic sound.

He saw Li Luo standing side by side with him.

On one finger, a brilliant glow flickered.

He pointed a finger out.

"Crack."

A sound of shattering was heard, and the isolation Formation, with that point as its center, spread with dense cracks.

A wisp of wind from outside instantly sobered the somewhat dazed Shadow Slaughter.

"Damn it!"

"This guy is also a Formation Master!"

He was scared out of his wits.

At this moment, he no longer had any Battle Intent.

His figure shot towards the distance, and he pushed their Shadow Pavilion's assassination concealment technique to its extreme.

It was as if he had merged with the darkness.

Not a single trace could be found.

"Puff."

However, Shadow Slaughter soon heard a muffled sound, and a burst of blood shot out before his eyes, and soon his consciousness began to slowly dissipate.

Before dying, his eyes still flickered with intense fear and regret.

He had kicked an iron plate.

The enemy before him was too powerful.

......

Deep within the Qinghe Sect's main hall.

"Xing Kun, are you truly confident in eliminating this child?"

Wan Qingliu's face, seated at the head, showed a gloomy expression.

Without a doubt.

Today's Qinghe Region assessment competition, that young man in green stole all the limelight, and his terrifying talent was definitely a major obstacle to unifying the Qinghe Region.

"Sect Master, Shadow Slaughter is my personal guard, and his strength is beyond doubt."

"Killing the Sect Master of the Cloud Mist Sect, Yun Tian, had a share of his contribution."

The Shadow Pavilion's Sect Master, Xing Kun, said coldly.

"Yun Tian?"

Wan Qingliu's heart was slightly startled.

Yun Tian's strength was only slightly weaker than his own.

The Shadow Pavilion had grown too quickly; it was a killer force he had once supported to eliminate dissidents, and now, it seemed to be getting out of hand.

This gave him a bit more confidence in killing Li Luo, but also a bit more worry.

Xing Kun glanced at Wan Qingliu, a cold sneer flashing in his heart.

When the birds are gone, the good bow is put away; when the cunning rabbits are gone, the hounds are cooked, is that it?

If it weren't for his fear of the old geezers in the Qinghe Sect who were in seclusion, he would have taken their place long ago.

The Cultivation World was full of deceit, slaughter, and struggle.

Where was there any absolute loyalty?

Just as the two of them harbored their own ulterior motives.

Suddenly, Xing Kun's expression changed.

His abnormality was naturally easily caught by Wan Qingliu.

"Shadow Slaughter's soul tablet is shattered!"

Xing Kun's face became extremely solemn, and at the same time, the murderous and tyrannical intent in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

Without a doubt.

Both of his two sons, the four King-level assassins, and Shadow Slaughter were all killed by that kid!

This hatred was irreconcilable.

Moreover, it was all because of this person that his Shadow Pavilion suffered heavy losses in Origin Qi!

Xing Kun's killing intent surged like a tide.

"Dead?"

Upon hearing this, Wan Qingliu was also startled, just about to say something.

"You two, why hide and conceal your desire to kill me, Li Luo? I've come to your doorstep myself."

His voice was heard before his figure was seen.

"So fast!"

Both of them knew that from the shattering of the soul tablet indicating Shadow Slaughter's death, only a few breaths of time had passed.

And in such a short time, the other party had already come to their doorstep.

This speed was terrifying!

Tap, tap.....

At the entrance of the main hall, a clear figure, like a sharp blade unsheathed, exuded a chilling cold light that made people's hearts palpitate.

It was Li Luo.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Xing Kun and Wan Qingliu both roared.

However, in the next moment, both of them retreated rapidly backwards.

Li Luo's lips curved into a sharp arc.

He took a step, seemingly slow but actually fast, and instantly vanished from his original spot.

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