Super War God in the City

As Tian Xuan's voice fell, everyone in the courtyard was dumbstruck, especially Ge Su and others, who had come out in full force and were still unable to do anything to Ling Fan.

And that damned assassin, just by kidnapping Shangguan Yue, had Ling Fan completely at his mercy. If Ge Su had known it was so easy, he would have done the same.

Tian Xuan's objective was quite simple: diminish Ling Fan's combat prowess as much as possible to increase their own chances of victory.

Wen Gao, who was beside him, could not stand it any longer. He stepped forward, pointed at the assassin Tian Xuan, and coldly shouted, "Damn it, you damn assassin, to dare threaten our boss. I advise you to release her quickly, or you'll see what happens!"

Jing Jianming also stood up, disdainfully saying, "A creature that shuns the light, daring to run amok in our Huaxia, I suggest you'd better surrender!"

The Browed Elder could not hold back either. From what he had understood from Ling Fan's words just now, the guy in front of them seemed to be some S-rank assassin, apparently very impressive.

But what he could not stand was this, a trash that relied on kidnapping hostages, could take on a billion-dollar mission? Was it really so easy to earn money abroad now?

For a hundred years, the noble families of Huaxia Zhongnan had detached themselves, indulged in martial arts without asking about world affairs; probably, foreigners just didn't understand the martial cultivation world of Huaxia.

"Damn it, if Zhongnan were to act, who would dare compete! With your kind of caliber still out here playing assassin for a damned billion dollars?

If the old man were to come out of seclusion, he could take on a mission worth a hundred billion dollars!" The Browed Elder pointed at Tian Xuan and scoffed.

Hearing this, Tian Xuan and Di Ming, who was hidden in the dark, became slightly solemn. It seemed this old fellow was a tough opponent, increasing the difficulty of completing their mission.

Kneeling on the ground, Ling Fan's forehead began to darken. These guys who had never been outside, who had not seen the world, felt a bit like the self-important Great Qing era of seclusion and arrogance.

He immediately transmitted his thoughts through divine sense, warning, "Be careful, someone is aiming Godslayer Martial Arts at us from the shadows. Watch my actions later..."

Ling Fan then began to instruct them through divine sense transmission, pointing out the sniper hidden in the shadows and the actions to take later.

Among those present, only Wen Gao, Jing Jianming, and the Browed Elder were qualified to match up against the S-rank assassin on the other side.

Thus, Ling Fan only made arrangements with these three.

"Do you all understand? When I say the word 'die,' you start to move!" Ling Fan confirmed again through divine sense.

The few were indeed startled by Ling Fan's divine sense transmission, but their mindset was still okay, quickly recovering.

"Ahem..." The three of them each gave a light cough, giving a signal that they understood.

Ling Fan hesitated for a moment but especially emphasized to the Browed Elder, "Be especially careful; this assassin is not easy to provoke, and the bullets from the shadows can threaten you!"

The Browed Elder acknowledged, but he was very unconvinced in his heart. He did not believe that the opposition's bullets were so powerful as to penetrate Protective Gang Qi, thinking Ling Fan was being overly cautious.

"You have three seconds to consider!" Tian Xuan warned.

Then, with a 'swoosh,' he pulled out the dagger from Shangguan Yue's arm. This time, Shangguan Yue was prepared and did not scream out loud, though she gave a muffled groan, her face as pale as paper, and nearly passed out as blood flowed profusely from her arm.

Ling Fan took a deep breath, gathered all the Soul Force in his Sea of Consciousness to a single point. His soul force was not very strong now, and there was only one chance to attack. The distance was still far, so he had to operate with caution.

Just then, he had gathered all his divine sense to search for nearby threats, hence, he did not immediately use it. This kneeling was to gain time for the final accumulation of power,

When Tian Xuan counted to "two," a strange smile appeared on his face, and he placed the dagger under Shangguan Yue's armpit.

The crowd at the scene immediately tensed up, including Wen Gao and the other two, all with serious faces, not doubting for a second that the assassin would hesitate.

Li Shishi's face was pale as she clenched her teeth and said, "This damned assassin is too despicable; doesn't he know how to be tender towards the fairer sex?"

The Head of the Martial Association, Jing Tian, sweated and thought, "The guy is an assassin; that's professional ethics for you. You think this is romance..."

Shangguan Yue felt as if her heart had turned to ashes, thinking that today she would either die or be severely crippled.

At this critical moment, under the cold and sinister gaze of Tian Xuan, Ling Fan suddenly burst out shouting, "Die!"

Immediately, Ling Fan, who was kneeling on the ground, disappeared from the spot like a nimble cheetah.

After Ling Fan's shout, Tian Xuan felt as if thunder had exploded in his mind, his brain became chaotic, and he instantly lost consciousness.

Meanwhile, Wen Gao and the other two also reacted, rushing towards the direction Ling Fan had pointed out earlier.

Having been slightly injured during their brief encounter with Ling Fan, their movements were a bit slow, but the Browed Elder, having been ready for a long time and holding back his energy, charged to the front.

Di Ming, who was lying in ambush from afar, was caught off guard by this scene. He had been aiming at Ling Fan, but due to the detection of the Martial Saint's energy fluctuations, he had hesitated to shoot, waiting for Ling Fan to amputate his own arm and seize the best moment.

"Tian Xuan, Tian Xuan....."

In the headset, Di Ming quickly exclaimed in panic, only to find that Tian Xuan had no response whatsoever. He became extremely anxious, not knowing what had happened, and couldn't help but curse, "Fuck!"

At this moment, he could no longer accurately capture Ling Fan's figure and movement trajectory through his sniper scope.

Suddenly, he spotted three figures crazily rushing towards his hiding spot.

Leading the charge was an elder with white brows, obviously a top-notch expert, for while everyone else was running in an S-shaped pattern, only this man ran in a straight line towards Di Ming, making his hairs stand on end.

Suddenly realizing, they had overlooked these additional targets, and counting them, this mission had already far surpassed the standards of a Class S mission.

Immediately, he couldn't help but curse repeatedly, "Fuck, fuck....."

Without hesitation, the sniper scope was then aimed at the elder running in a straight line. Was the Martial Saint energy detected just now coming from this elder?

Without any hesitation, he pulled the trigger, and a dark golden bullet emitting a dark light burst from the muzzle. After firing this shot, Di Ming planned to flee, not intending to fire a second or third shot at the two behind.

Because he felt that this shot might not cause any substantial damage to the elder, and judging by the elder's running speed, he wouldn't need to run after firing two more shots.

In this crisis, it seemed he truly had no time to worry about Tian Xuan. He could only look for another way out later. As long as he didn't die, if they captured Tian Xuan, they likely wouldn't kill him.

Thus, only if he himself survived, Tian Xuan would have a chance to live.

About to drop the sniper rifle and flee, Di Ming couldn't help but look back one more time. That glance was shocking.

He saw a spray of blood erupt from the head of the forefront expert— he had been shot dead with a single bullet!

Di Ming was completely stunned, "What the hell, that fragile?" Stay connected with My Virtual Library Empire

He had thought the three men charging at him were extremely tough opponents, but seeing this scene, he suddenly felt like he'd been played.

"Fuck!" Di Ming cursed aloud, hurrying to pick up the sniper rifle on the ground.

But just as he took a step, the sight on the other side stopped him dead.

He saw Ling Fan, rushing towards Tian Xuan, swing his hand, and a dark light flashed by, instantly severing the arm holding the dagger.

Then, with another swing of his hand, Tian Xuan's motionless body was suddenly split in two and utterly perished.

Di Ming was instantly petrified with fear, trembling as he cursed, "Fuck!"

Immediately, he turned tail and ran!