Chapter 47

Is there really a ghost in this world?

Ling Xiao is an atheist, but he never argues with Fo Yin. This is because only by maintaining a sense of reverence for the unknown can one have the motivation to continuously grow stronger. When a ghost really stands before you in the future, you can confidently say, "Damn it!"

The three major assassins of Blackstone were clearly not prepared to face this unknown. To be honest, Ling Xiao himself wasn't ready either. But since he did it himself, would anyone really feel guilty and bash their head against a tofu block for being too powerful?

"Die!" Ling Xiao swung the large ladle, and Cai Xishi futilely held two already broken steel knives in front of his chest.

Bang! The immense force pressed Cai Xishi against the wall. His hands were tightly pressed against his chest by the ladle, his face turning an unusual shade of red. Puff, a mouthful of blood spurted out. The originally flushed face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his lips twitched in pain.

Cai Xishi, after all, is an old-school assassin. He managed to withstand the blow with his considerable internal skills. However, his body was already aging, and the numerous chronic diseases that had been lurking in his body for a long time were triggered by this blow, causing him to vomit a large mouthful of blood.

Ling Xiao chuckled. Seeing that Cai Xishi was half-disabled, he was about to press his advantage when he suddenly saw Ye Zhanying leap over his head and reach behind him, clearly planning a pincer attack.

The ladle remained pressed against Cai Xishi's chest, the immense pressure making it difficult for him to breathe. Lei Bin, seeing this, raised his hand and shot three flying needles. Ling Xiao had no choice but to block with the ladle. Cai Xishi hurriedly rolled to the ground and hid behind Lei Bin, while Ye Zhanying jumped up and aimed a sword at the back of Ling Xiao's head.

Ling Xiao was not afraid and countered with a sword strike, aiming at Ye Zhanying's sword.

"Be careful! His dagger is problematic!" Cai Xishi shouted, clutching his chest.

Hearing this, Ye Zhanying immediately changed her move, her wrist twisting, and the long sword also became bent and twisted. The sword tip, like a sinister venomous snake, drew a strange and dangerous arc in the air.

Ling Xiao was quite surprised. The Water Splitting Sword Technique is a soft sword technique. In his memory, the Water Splitting Sword was still hidden on the beam of Xi Yu's house. He didn't expect Ye Zhanying to have forged another soft sword. However, since he knew what skills she was using, how could Ling Xiao not be prepared?

The dagger did not stop; it even accelerated under Ling Xiao's control! The soft sword bent forward, the tip aiming for his wrist.

Ling Xiao had lived with the Zeng Jing couple for many years and had often thought about the weaknesses of the soft sword in his spare time. First, the soft sword excels in its unpredictability and cannot engage in direct combat, often being forced by opponents. Second, once the soft sword bends, it inevitably shortens the attack range, making it awkward against those skilled with long weapons.

He targeted the second point. The attack range of the bent soft sword and the dagger was not much different. Ye Zhanying aimed for his wrist, while Ling Xiao, quite sinisterly, aimed for her face!

A hint of panic flashed in Ye Zhanying's eyes, but she did not retract the soft sword. Seizing this moment, Ling Xiao roared, "I'll give you a makeover!"

This roar instantly shattered Ye Zhanying's mental defenses. The soft sword, which was only half an inch from his wrist, was pulled back, and she was fortunate enough to avoid disfigurement.

"Bitch! You're more of a hindrance than a help!" Cai Xishi, seeing this, cursed in anger.

Ling Xiao rolled his eyes and raised his middle finger, "A woman's appearance is more important than killing! No wonder no one loves you! I despise you, old bachelor!"

Ye Zhanying had already retreated. Cai Xishi, in a fit of rage, endured his internal injuries and danced his cloak into a whirlwind of flames.

"I've been waiting for you!"

Ling Xiao shouted. As everyone was blinded by the flames, a deafening explosion shattered the air. A brilliant meteor broke through the flames, turning Cai Xishi into a mere spectator.

Without Cai Xishi's manipulation, the flames disappeared in a few breaths. Lei Bin stared in shock at the collapsed Cai Xishi in his arms, a walnut-sized hole in his shoulder!

Ling Xiao gently blew the smoke from the gun barrel, "Seems like my aim still needs improvement. I was aiming for the head."

His cool demeanor did not impress Ye Zhanying; instead, it made her fear and hesitate to approach.

With the enemy's morale shattered, it was time to press the advantage. In his left hand, he held a pistol, in his right, a dagger, and the ladle was already thrown to Ye Zhanying, who was about to attack again.

Bang, bang, bang! The pistol fired continuously, the bullets like stars in the night sky, aimed at Cai Xishi and Lei Bin. The two men were enraged, having never seen such a powerful and portable firearm. Normally, it wouldn't matter how powerful it was if it couldn't hit the target. But the key was that the place was too narrow, and Ling Xiao's gun skills were truly remarkable, the bullets flying in a scattered pattern.

Among the three, Cai Xishi was the most afraid of death. Seeing the bullets rain down, he was terrified. In a moment of desperation, he endured the pain, grabbed Lei Bin's arm, and threw him in front.

"You..." Lei Bin looked at Cai Xishi in disbelief, but before he could react, the bullets were already close.

Uh!

Lei Bin grunted, looking down at his injured foot, speechless.

Ling Xiao pretended to be calm as he retracted the pistol, surprised at how difficult it was to control the continuous fire. Was it because he lacked true qi for aiming?

Cai Xishi felt like a mantis being toyed with. He had prepared to face a massive wheel, even betraying his longtime comrades for this! But the wheel turned into an ant, which then climbed onto his foot and trimmed his toenails!

"Indeed, there's nothing to fear from a god-like opponent, but a pig-like teammate is a different story. Though it's unfair to pigs, I wish you a long-lasting friendship."

Ling Xiao raised an eyebrow, amused by the two who were now pushing each other away, wary of each other. Cai Xishi, this clown, no wonder even the Wheel King praised him. It's a wonder he's still alive!

The three were no longer a united front. Ling Xiao wouldn't let this opportunity pass, stepping forward and slashing with the dagger. Lei Bin, startled and unable to dodge, could only cross his steel spikes.

The dagger sliced through the air without any resistance, the steel spikes as soft as tofu. Ling Xiao's powerful force, combined with years of internal cultivation, left no room for resistance.

From the left shoulder, through the chest, to the right waist, the gruesome wound resembled a lava crack, and a large gush of blood spurted out. Lei Bin's face turned ashen. Looking at the half-disabled Cai Xishi and the hesitant Ye Zhanying, he coldly snorted and threw the last two steel spikes, then fled without looking back.

Ling Xiao was unhappy, not because he missed the chance for a triple kill, but because anyone using lightness skills in front of him ruined his mood!

With a grim face, he looked at Cai Xishi, "Divine Rope! Rise!"

Ling Xiao watched with interest as a gray mist rose from Cai Xishi's hand, the rope connecting to the mist, and he climbed to the middle. Ling Xiao did not stop him; such a rare trick was worth watching. Who knew when the Divine Rope might be lost if the Wheel King got angry.

Cai Xishi, seeing Ling Xiao watching him with an unfathomable expression, felt a chill. Enduring the pain from his internal and external injuries, he rushed into the mist. When the mist dissipated, he was gone.

Ling Xiao strained his eyes, but even after the mist cleared, he saw no trace. He turned to Ye Zhanying, "They've run away. Why are you still here? Waiting for me to favor you?"

Ling Xiao approached step by step, slowly raising the dagger with an innocent smile. Gu Long once said that a smile is the most powerful weapon! Whether this was true or not, Ye Zhanying was terrified. She glared at him and fled.

Ling Xiao shouted, "Shameless! You can fly so well? Wait until I tell Asheng, and he'll check your water meter!"

The wall, riddled with bullet holes, looked even more dilapidated. The ancient alleyway returned to silence. This intense battle had given him some insights.

Being a Xiantian (Naturally Gifted) is being a Xiantian. It doesn't lose its value just because of a lack of true qi. Whether in the five senses or reaction speed, it clearly surpasses those of a Houtian (Post-Heaven) martial artist! On the surface, this battle seemed perilous, but only Ling Xiao knew that he had treated it with a playful attitude from start to finish.

The three from Blackstone were just assassins, and not very dedicated ones at that. They were not Tuotuo or Wu Xiang Huang. In this capital city where Xiantian martial artists were common, they truly didn't amount to much.

...

Cai Xishi, clutching his still bleeding wound, staggered forward. He needed to find Li Guishou; only this famous black doctor in the martial world could give him a sense of security.

"I always knew Xiao Ling was an interesting person, but I didn't expect him to give me such a big surprise."

A slightly gentle and honest voice came from behind. Cai Xishi turned around and saw a young man standing with his hands behind his back, his appearance ordinary, the kind that wouldn't be recognized even if he stood in front of a wanted poster.

"Who are you?" Cai Xishi quietly gripped the rope at his waist, ready to run at the first sign of trouble.

The young man smiled and drew his hands from behind his back, "I forgot, you don't recognize me now. But do these two swords recognize you?"

Cai Xishi looked in horror at the two swords, one long and one short, with obvious differences, "Aren't you already dead?"

...

To celebrate his triple kill tonight, Ling Xiao didn't return to the clinic directly. Instead, he walked along the road outside the alley toward the Drunken Moon Tower.

In Chang Le Fang, there is no night. It is always bustling and noisy, regardless of the time. But at this moment, Chang Le Fang was unusually quiet, all because of one person, a person with a sword!

White clothes, white hair, handsome and elegant!

"Huh? Even without four beauties to accompany you, you're still so cool?"

(Collecting, I believe this week will definitely reach 300, but the clicks seem a bit low. I need clicks and recommendations!)

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