Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

"on!"

The two reached an agreement at this moment. As assassins, they would not be like some idiots who wait for the other party to recover to their peak condition before fighting to the death. That would be simply pushing themselves into a fire pit!

Strike while the iron is hot and kill him—that's the right way!

Jiang Shaoguang chuckled as he faced the two approaching black figures.

“You don’t believe me when I tell you the truth, so it seems I have to prove it to you myself.”

The silver blade suddenly detached from his right hand and hovered in mid-air. As layers of spiritual energy surged into it, this ordinary magical artifact suddenly emitted rays of white light.

Then came the needle-like brilliance that enveloped the blade.

Visibly, the silver longsword suddenly split in the middle, and a second longsword with the exact same shape appeared.

Divide into two, then into four, then into eight!

Eight longswords stood in eight directions around Jiang Shaoguang, forming a sword formation.

"Tai Chi Sword Encirclement".

Jiang Shaoguang suddenly drew one of the blades; at this moment, the cold blade above his head had been poised for a long time.

hum!

The blade roared!

The indescribable black blade was completely hidden in the darkness. The length and size of the blade could not be seen with the naked eye. Even if one looked closely, one could only see that Leng Dao was holding the hilt, but could not see the blade itself.

As one of the Ten Fiends, Leng Dao's strength is beyond doubt. The moment he appeared above Jiang Shaoguang, he unleashed a slash powerful enough to sever the wind blade.

A gust of wind howled past, and in an instant, a shadow enveloped Jiang Shaoguang's head like a curtain, completely blocking his vision and making it impossible for him to use his eyes to judge the direction of the blade's swing!

Concealing vision while hiding the blade, allowing the enemy to die in unseen confusion—this is the fighting style of the Black Blade.

"When it comes to swordsmanship, you're far inferior to that girl!"

Jiang Shaoguang shouted, and the remaining seven longswords around him soared into the sky, like shooting stars streaking across the night, completely breaking through the gloom that obscured their vision.

The longsword in his hand clashed with the black blade like an unstoppable iron cavalry.

Ding!

The sword hummed softly, and the black light shattered!

The darkness clinging to the black blade was instantly dispelled.

This was the first time that the obstruction of vision had been completely ignored. Leng Dao was horrified and tried to retreat, but Jiang Shaoguang was not about to let this opportunity pass.

The sword's edge grazed the hilt perfectly, swiftly piercing it and embedding itself directly into Leng Dao's wrist. As blood splattered, a black and white Tai Chi diagram suddenly appeared in the void behind Leng Dao.

Several longswords that had been flying into the sky appeared from the array diagram, turning into white shooting stars and piercing towards Leng Dao's back.

Leng Dao gritted his teeth, forcibly twisted his body, and kicked Jiang Shaoguang's right arm with his right foot.

puff--

Blood spurted from his pierced wrist again; by forcing himself to be injured a second time, he avoided the potentially fatal swords.

"Black mist!"

The moment he landed, Leng Dao shouted the names of his companions.

An elusive black mist had somehow slipped into the shadows and silently moved into the shadow behind Jiang Shaoguang.

At that moment, a black mist resembling a poor scholar suddenly appeared behind Jiang Shaoguang. He held a short, sharp blade in his right hand and skillfully and swiftly pressed it against Jiang Shaoguang's neck.

In an instant, the blade flashed past—

It flawlessly... swept across Jiang Shaoguang's fair neck.

100. Old Yun, the expert at handling messes.

silence.

The blade's gleam faded, then flashed as it slashed the throat.

Black Mist may not be the strongest among the Ten Fiends. Just like his poor, thin, and sickly body, which seemed to be easily blown over by the cold wind, his ability to fight head-on was almost zero.

If he were to truly fight an enemy head-on, he might not even be able to defeat some Transcendent Stage cultivators with strong physical bodies and solid cultivation.

Because of his naturally disordered meridians and weak spiritual roots, some people predicted that he would never be able to break through to the Xuanmen stage in his lifetime when he first started cultivating.

To prove that he was not a useless person, Black Mist embarked on the path of evil cultivation, using flesh and blood and darkness to solidify himself, and using assassination and concealment to prove his strength. He slowly climbed from the bottom of evil cultivation to his current position.

He may not be the strongest, but his unpredictable movements and unique ability to evade the perception of countless powerful beings make him a top assassin.

The name "Black Mist" originated from this.

At the most fatal moment, in the perfect opening, he emerges from the darkness and ends lives with a merciless dagger.

—A flawless hunter.

puff.

The sound of flesh being pierced.

But the black mist's eyes, which were already accustomed to crimson, remained unstained by any blood, and its ears, which were already accustomed to wailing and crying, received no sound.

He watched as Jiang Shaoguang's figure, whose neck he had slashed, slowly faded away, his upper body transforming into a thick, white mist, while his lower body condensed into thick, black smoke.

Even the most perfect hunter will eventually make a mistake and perish.

"phantom?!"

The black mist involuntarily cried out in surprise. The realistic touch on his palm made him mistakenly believe that he had already slit Jiang Shaoguang's throat. The bizarre illusion that appeared before his eyes caused his brain to freeze for a short time, and he did not notice the sharp sword flying from behind him.

Stepping on the Tai Chi formation, the black-robed swordsman moved with lightning speed. His pupils suddenly transformed into a black and white condensed and intertwined circle, calm and still as water, devoid of anger, ferocity, joy, or sorrow—his eyes held only black and white, achieving an ultimate balance between the two.

A long sword thrusts forward.

Jiang Shaoguang remained silent, yet a domineering aura, both firm and composed, emanated from his slender body as he charged forward with his sword.

The black mist panicked and tried to dodge, but he immediately realized that this seemingly ordinary thrust completely blocked all his escape routes. No matter which path he chose, he would eventually end up in a dead end where his body would be pierced through.

It seemed that all the endless mysteries were contained in this sword strike; he had no way to avoid it, only to defend against it.

But how could he, who was already extremely weak in close combat, possibly stand up to Jiang Shaoguang?

With a single thrust of the sword, a white light streaked across the sky.

Hei Wu coughed up blood violently, his body flying several meters backward. Just as he was about to fall to the ground, he was saved in time by Leng Dao, who had quick eyes and hands.

The two Fiends rolled over on the ground, covered in dust, and finally, looking disheveled, they managed to stand up with great difficulty.

They exchanged a glance. Black Mist saw the pierced wrist on Cold Blade's right hand, and Cold Blade also saw the several severed veins on Black Mist's chest—a look of horror flashed in both of their eyes at the same time.

—Too strong.

The only words that can be used to describe Jiang Shaoguang are these four.

Black Mist initially thought Jiang Shaoguang was just bluffing, but when they actually clashed, he discovered that the man's swordsmanship was unfathomable and that his unpredictable black and white array was a major threat. In the close combat, within just a few seconds, the two of them were at a disadvantage.

Hei Wu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his already horrifying face, which was as pale as a corpse, now turned even paler.

"Your Excellency truly deserves your reputation in the capital; your strength is indeed extraordinary."

Jiang Shaoguang chuckled, casually flicked his sword, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips. "Didn't you just say I was putting on an act? Now you're praising me. What, are you begging for mercy?"

“I wouldn’t beg for mercy.” The black mist slowly rose. “I simply have to give the most appropriate assessment of your swordsmanship and strength.”

"So, you still don't intend to surrender?"

Jiang Shaoguang waved his right hand lightly, and seven silver swords suddenly appeared above his head, their blades pointing directly at the hearts of Hei Wu and Leng Dao.

He gently stroked the sword with his left hand, as if he were caressing a long-lost friend. Where his fingertips touched, tiny Tai Chi diagrams formed a line on the sword, and a spiritual energy more powerful than ever before burst forth from the sword.

His meaning was clear: if they did not surrender, they would accept death.

Faced with Jiang Shaoguang, who once again displayed extraordinary strength, Black Mist and Cold Blade locked eyes again, and then both of them simultaneously assumed an offensive stance, staring intently at the formidable Yin Sha enemy before them.

The black mist paused for a moment, then replied:

"You should also know that the reason why we Yin Sha have not been found by the people of the capital so far is because we have the ability to detonate our divine souls at any time. If you push us too far... you should know the consequences."

Jiang Shaoguang narrowed his eyes: "Are you threatening me, trying to drag me down with you before you die?"

"No, no, no." Black Mist shook his head with a smile. "I don't want to die. Even that brainless, reckless idiot lying over there wouldn't want to die. In the end, I just hope that you won't try to wipe us out. Otherwise, we might do what you said, drag you down with us."

"Should we not exterminate you all?"

Jiang Shaoguang spread his hands, his face full of regret. "Originally, this was my plan: as long as you didn't lay a hand on that girl, I could indeed let you off the hook."

“Then, Your Excellency…” The black mist seemed to see an opportunity.

But Jiang Shaoguang personally crushed that so-called opportunity to dust.

His eyes, reflecting the Tai Chi diagram, shot out a sharp, sword-like gaze as he stared at the black mist and the cold blade, his aura imposing.

"But now, I've changed my mind. It would be too easy for you to just leave us like this. Although it's a bit troublesome for me and will waste my sleep time, if I can get information about your Yin Sha Alliance, it won't be a loss."

"Ha ha……"

Leng Dao let out a hoarse laugh, "Your Excellency is truly delusional. Do you really think it's so easy to extract information from our Alliance?"

"Just beat you so badly that you don't have the energy to detonate your souls."

Jiang Shaoguang's longsword gleamed brightly with silver light. He lowered his body and assumed a forward thrusting stance.

"This is not difficult for me."

Jiang Shaoguang's black robes fluttered in the night wind. As the renowned black-robed swordsman who had gained fame in the capital today, his strength far exceeded the expectations of the Yin Sha duo.

A direct confrontation is absolutely impossible.

Both Black Mist and Cold Blade knew very well that from the series of exchanges just now, they knew that the black-robed swordsman in front of them was definitely not someone they could defeat together.

After all, neither of them is the type to confront each other head-on. Theoretically speaking, the only one who could pose a threat to Jiang Shaoguang should be Sha Xue.

But this guy was rendered unconscious by the black and white array right at the start, leaving only the two of them who were not good at head-on combat.

and so……

"Strike first, strike hard!"

Black Mist and Cold Blade shouted at the same time. Immediately, Black Mist stopped hiding and Cold Blade stopped looking for blind spots. The two flashed past each other like two dark lightning bolts, quickly exchanged positions, and rushed towards Jiang Shaoguang at the same time.