Dragon-Marked War God - Chapter 722
Jiang Chen’s words had ignited the anger of the Dark Shadow’s assassins. They were the elites in the dark, they had the pride that came from their bones as they were the ones who assassinated their targets or enemies, never once did their opponents return the favor to them. This was an extreme insult.
“Bragging without shame. Jiang Chen, I have heard a lot about you. You have a very strong combat strength and lethal techniques, but even if you have the capability to fight a Ninth Grade Combat Emperor, you still don’t have the ability to kill your opponent. So, you have these helpers beside you, no wonder Sword Ming died under your hands. Nonetheless, your boldness is really excessive. After killing Sword Ming, not only did you not escape, you even dared to cause trouble in our stronghold. Seems like you are really absolutely clueless about the scariness of the Dark Shadow. Your arrival was way better than I had expected. I will eliminate you today and accomplish my mission.”
The leader said coldly. His gaze fell onto Guo Shao Fei. He guessed that this youth was the key factor why Jiang Chen was able to kill Sword Ming and his male lion..
As to why Jiang Chen dared to come to the Moon Pavilion, he was unable to figure out the reason behind it. He could only preliminarily say that this guy’s brain might’ve gone haywire or he is just too young and hot-blooded. Young people tend to act rashly all the time, they didn’t even know how scary this stronghold was before rushing here.
“Your nonsense isn’t working. Brothers, kill!”
After finishing his sentence, Jiang Chen’s Heavenly Saint Sword shook, piercing through to the leader. There were five Ninth Grade Combat Emperors on the scene but that didn’t make Jiang Chen scared. He did not put any Ninth Grade Combat Emperors in his eyes.
The assassins of the Dark Shadow had an advantage in the dark due to their art of assassination. This advantage could also be their weakness as they were too used in assassination. Any battles that happened openly hindered their true strength, which could also be seen now.
Seeing Jiang Chen initiated the killings, an Eighth Grade Combat Emperor raised the longsword in his hands and prepared to block Jiang Chen’s charge. The sword swung, leaving a strange arc in the night, releasing a cold Qi that was like a poisonous snake.
His sword was fast, but Jiang Chen’s was faster. After the long sword in the assassin’s hand collided with the Heavenly Saint Sword, it bounced and was sent flying. The assassin felt the threat of death, but it was already too late. Jiang Chen turned into a brilliant light that illuminated the dark sky, then he cut the assassin’s head.
The head flew, blood spurted out and formed a chilly arc in the dark sky.
The man died with just a single slash. It was flatly powerful and suppressing. A powerful Eighth Grade Combat Emperor died under Jiang Chen’s sword like an ant. He was killed in an instant, without a chance to counterattack.
Meanwhile, Big Yellow and the other three began their massacre. Their aim was to eliminate those assassins who were slightly lower in grades than them. As they weren’t going to let anyone live, they would deal with the majority of them first before getting rid of the leader.
These four dudes are fierce. The battle had just begun but the atmosphere was already filled with the wails of the assassins. It was as Jiang Chen had said, if the assassins engaged in a battle head on, they would fail as they severely lack the experience in fighting openly.
Jiang Chen’s long sword danced, killing three Eighth Grade Combat Emperors consecutively—truly aggressive.
“Let me handle him.”
At this moment, a powerful Ninth Grade Combat Emperor stood out, blocking Jiang Chen’s path. He drew out his sword violently. His sword looked like it originated from hell—releasing a cold killing aura.
Jiang Chen’s pupil dilated. His facial expression remained unchanged. His Heavenly Saint Sword could conquer the world. He had integrated himself with the sword, becoming a single entity. The sword stabbed forward like a meteor in the darkness. The energy of fifty thousand dragon marks shot out. Under the direct impact, the Ninth Grade Combat Emperor was thrown away—he wasn’t Jiang Chen’s opponent after all. The assassin couldn’t even grip his sword, and thus, it flew out of his hand.
The Ninth Grade Combat Emperor spewed out blood on the spot. His face was very ugly. He was injured severely with just one strike. The vibration caused the sword in his hand to fly away. To an assassin, the sword was his life. Thus, losing the sword was the same as losing his life.
The scene had rendered all the assassins to turn pale with fear. They had never imagined that Jiang Chen would be so powerful to such an extent. Even their leader couldn’t help but widen his eyes. Now, he finally knew why Sword Ming died. It seemed like it wasn’t because of the help of his Ninth Grade Combat Emperor friend, it was his own ability.
“All Ninth Grade Combat Emperors combine and kill Jiang Chen!”
The leader shouted, then a very long treasured sword appeared in his hand. It was as thin as cicada’s wings and was very sharp. The man led while brandishing his sword reflecting the rays of sword light, lunging towards Jiang Chen. The other Ninth Grade Combat Emperor also struck at the same time—wanting to eliminate Jiang Chen for sure.
Facing the simultaneous attacks of so many Ninth Grade Combat Emperors, not only did Jiang Chen not have the slightest fear, he even laughed. His entire body was bursting with fighting intent, the Heavenly Saint Sword in his hand exploded, and the sound of the tinkling of metals was heard. Jiang Chen used the Heavenly Saint Sword to conquer the world in his past life, now that he is using it again to battle, it would similarly be peerless.
A golden light glowed from Jiang Chen’s body. Endless killing intent foiled over him, making him look like a peerless war god. He raised his sword high. The dazzling longsword shined brightly in the night.
On the other side, there were a total of six Ninth Grade Combat Emperors, including the middle-aged leader. The six of them jointly launched an attack. Six divine assassination sword arts combined and formed a sharp web-like sword that rushed towards Jiang Chen.
The Heavenly Saint Sword carried a peerless prowess even if it was a one against six battle. A slash tore open the sky and created endless shock waves. It slashed their swords that seemingly formed a web into halves, causing the energy to split into four. The six of them trembled. The manor was destroyed severely under the impact of such power, causing the house to collapse into fragments.
On the other side, wails were heard. Under the impact of the three fierce guys, the assassins collapsed one by one. The the stinging stench of blood lingered the air. The powerful Ninth Grade Combat Emperors were taken care of by Jiang Chen. The remaining assassins weren’t Big Yellow and his friends’ opponents at all. They were like insects that could simply be killed.
The others were still in a daze when Jiang Chen cut the head of a Ninth Grade Combat Emperor. Blood spurted onto the other assassin’s face. Despite the fact that they had already grown accustomed in seeing people die, this severe situation still got their hearts startled, and their gallbladder trembling. Some assassins even expressed the fear automatically on their faces. There was a huge difference between killing people and being killed after all. People would only know the feeling of death if they were put in a real life threatening situation.
“Leader, we can’t hold this kid, quickly ask Black Elder for help.”
Someone shouted. They hadn’t thought that Jiang Chen would be so powerful. If this battle continued, all of them would die and would become the death souls under his sword.
“Alright, I will ask Black Elder for help.”
The leader agreed. He immediately took out a black talisman. His hand exerted pressure, and crushed the talisman, it turned into black smoke and vanished.
“Jiang Chen, you bold and mad man! I will shred you into pieces today!”
The color of the leader’s eyes turned red as he gritted his teeth. Black Elder was in seclusion in the deeper region of the manor. If he could ask Black Elder for help, even if Jiang Chen had three heads and six arms, he would undoubtedly die here today. Although Jiang Chen was terrifying and could kill a Ninth Grade Combat Emperor, his death was certain if he faced a First Grade Minor Saint and it would be unlikely to have any miraculous accidents.
“Humph! I’ll kill all of you today. Who wants to die first? Go ahead!”
Jiang Chen’s murderous aura surged to the sky. He had to eliminate everyone today, not leaving any of them alive.
The Heavenly Saint Sword whistled continuously. Jiang Chen’s speed was very fast. He appeared before a Ninth Grade Combat Emperor and struck with a slash.
Along with a wail, the arm of the assassin was cut off. Before his wail faded, Jiang Chen made another slash, detaching his head. Another Ninth Grade Combat Emperor died.
The scene on the other side was also bloody. Half of the assassins had already died in just a few breaths. The normally peaceful manor had turned into an Asura Hell. Jiang Chen was like the god of hell that descended here, specifically coming to reap their souls.
At this very moment, an angry bellow was heard from the deeper region of the manor. A black-clothed old man emerged above the manor soundlessly. His mere presence exuded a great pressure. His gaze was like a cold blade. He was instantly infuriated after seeing the battle.
“Black Elder, quickly kill these people.”
The leader saw Black Elder and his face instantly turned delightfully satisfied. Black Elder was a true First Grade Minor Saint that guarded this stronghold. His appearance had given them the hope of survival.
Black Elder drifted in midair. The air around him started to swirl. That was the terrifying sphere of energy. Only the experts who reached the Minor Saint grade could condense a sphere of energy that had a tremendous power.
Nevertheless, even the appearance of Black Elder didn’t stop Jiang Chen’s actions. The Heavenly Saint Sword slashed a Ninth Grade Combat Emperor once more, as if he was totally unaware of the emergence of a First Grade Minor Saint. Such boldness made him a frenzied killer.
“Little brat! Are you seeking death?”
Black Elder became more infuriated. He had never seen such an audacious young man. Without another word, he struck with his palm and clawed at Jiang Chen.
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