What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

The formation was broken, and the black mist dissipated.

For a top assassin accustomed to reaping lives in the shadows, it was tantamount to being stripped naked and thrown under a bright searchlight.

At this moment, blood was still gushing out from the bloody hole in the gray-robed man's right shoulder, which had been pierced from both sides by the bone needle.

Fresh blood dripped from the hem of the gray robe into the puddles, spreading out in patches of dark red.

His aura, which was originally as ethereal and ghostly as a ghost, has now become traceable in my perception.

His left toes turned slightly outward by half an inch, and the muscles in his calf tensed up instantly.

The black soft sword in his hand did not thrust out as before, but instead swirled in a large, dense pattern of sword flowers in front of him.

The sword flowers intertwined in the torrential rain, forming an impenetrable black net of light, attempting to force me back half a step.

Then, taking advantage of this fleeting gap, they vanished into the vast, rainy night behind them.

He clearly wanted to back out.

For an assassin, the instinct to flee a thousand miles away if the first strike fails is ingrained in their very being.

Moreover, the situation had completely slipped out of his control.

But I waited so long, endured so much, and even when Lu Yan and the others were seriously injured and fell to the ground, I forced myself not to reveal my trump card immediately, all for the sake of completely pinning him down here and eliminating the enemy's remaining forces.

"Trying to leave?"

I raised an eyebrow as I watched his movements.

The moment I finished speaking, the mysterious, cool aura between my brows suddenly burst forth with an unprecedentedly intense flash.

"Buzz—"

A massive spiritual force radiated outwards from me as the center.

I ignored the main sword I was gripping tightly in my right hand.

Instead, he instantly split his mental energy into three invisible tentacles, which reached out directly.

"clank!"

Two extremely crisp, bloodthirsty clashes, tinged with a hint of glee, suddenly rang out amidst the raging wind and rain.

Those were two spare scalpels that I kept close to my lower back.

Driven by the frenzied power of their mental energy, they sliced ​​through my already soaked clothes at my lower back, and like two dehydrated silver dragons, they instantly soared into the air.

The dark jade-colored lightning and fire aura clung to the blade the moment it was drawn, like a malignant infection.

The originally silver-white blade now gleamed with a chilling dark red light.

"go."

I silently recited it in my heart.

The two willow-leaf daggers in mid-air instantly transformed into two extremely tricky and eerie arcs of light.

They left two long trails of water vapor in the rain, one to the left and one to the right, with a sharp whooshing sound, precisely blocking the gray-robed man's retreat from the left and right directions.

At the same time, the black bone needle that had been silently lurking in the puddle behind him after piercing his right shoulder also moved.

Under my mental control, it rose silently from the muddy water, aiming straight for the gray-robed man's heart.

Three lines of attack, all qi is unleashed.

The gray-shirted man's retreating steps abruptly stopped in his tracks.

If he were to retreat at this moment, no matter which direction he took, his defenses would be cut through by those two willow-leaf blades imbued with the murderous aura of thunder and fire.

Or have your heart pierced from behind by a bone needle.

He let out a muffled groan, and the black soft sword in his hand had to change its trajectory, transforming into a black whirlwind that completely protected him.

"Jingle bells!"

The dense clanging of metal blended together in the downpour.

Two willow-leaf daggers and a bone needle, under my mental manipulation, frantically pierced and struck his vital points.

With each collision, the fiery aura of thunder would violently rub against his cold, icy inner energy.

Each collision of the two energies produces dazzling sparks and powerful shockwaves, shattering the surrounding rainwater into white mist.

At this moment, he was firmly rooted to the spot, unable to move an inch.

And that's exactly what I wanted.

"tread!"

I took a sudden step forward with my left foot.

The thick bluestone slabs underfoot were instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and then turned into dust.

Using the violent reaction force, combined with the terrifying amplification of my physical body under the Sha-Clad state, I forcefully smashed through the rain curtain in front of me and instantly closed in to within half a meter of him.

The left arm, which had been modified by the art of sewing, was now bulging with muscles to the extreme.

Without any fancy moves, I raised my left fist and delivered a simple, brutal straight punch to his blank mask.

"boom!"

The air exploded with a muffled sonic boom under the pressure of the punch.

After only a few exchanges, the man in gray already knew he couldn't escape.

Under the combined attack of my close-quarters combat and the three Qi-wielding weapons, if he only defends or tries to escape, he will only be worn down by me.

As a master of the Dan realm, when he completely abandoned the idea of ​​retreating and decided to go all out, the power he unleashed was extremely terrifying.

Faced with my powerful straight punch, he no longer tried to block it with his soft sword.

Beneath the mask, a chilling madness instantly surged in his eyes, which had been filled with shock.

The powerful, chilling inner energy within him erupted without reservation at this moment.

"Sizzle—"

In an instant, his gray robe was torn apart by the violent true energy, turning into countless tattered strips that danced wildly in the wind and rain.

The black soft sword in his hand was taut and straight after being infused with a massive amount of true energy.

A layer of extremely dense, dark blue aura emanated from the sword.

After withstanding my attack with the Willow Leaf Blade, the gray-robed man let the blade draw blood from his leg.

However, his body suddenly twisted to the right in a posture that completely defied the structure of the human skeleton.

My left fist grazed the edge of his mask and struck him.

The terrifying force of the punch alone tore his plain mask in half.

Beneath the mask, half of a pale, veiny middle-aged man's face was visible.

Just as he dodged my punch, the longsword in his hand moved.

The sword transformed into a blinding, dark blue lightning bolt, tearing apart the extremely narrow space between us.

too fast.

Even with the cool air enhancing my senses and dynamic vision to their fullest extent, I could only barely catch a glimpse of the sword's afterimage.

It was a deadly sword that completely abandoned defense, concentrating all power, speed, and killing intent into a single point.

My instinct was to turn to the side, and at the same time, I pushed the dark jade-colored evil pill in my body to its limit, trying to condense the thickest protective evil energy in front of me.

But we were still a step behind.

"laugh--"

The hastily erected protective aura lasted less than half a second before being easily sliced ​​apart like silk by the gray-robed man's all-out burst of qi.

A cold sensation instantly came from under my left rib.