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He slowly reached out and grasped the hilt of the Thunder Tribulation Wood Sword, his five fingers applying gentle pressure until his knuckles turned slightly white.
The sword sensed its master's power and trembled slightly, emitting a low hum, as if cheering for the upcoming battle.
Lightning crackled and danced on the sword, like a nimble snake, exuding a dangerous aura and illuminating the entire tea room.
"Master Su, you are overestimating yourself."
Wei Changxuan's voice was deep and firm, each word seemingly containing boundless power.
His eyes revealed a mixture of confidence and disdain.
It was as if the assassins and Su Changhe's conspiracy were nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot, utterly vulnerable.
With that, he flicked his wrist suddenly, the movement as fast as lightning.
A thick bolt of lightning roared out from the sword.
Like a roaring dragon, it charged towards the group of assassins with a world-destroying momentum.
Wherever the lightning struck, the air was instantly torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.
The assassins at the very front had no time to react before being struck by lightning.
Their bodies were subjected to a powerful electric shock.
It twisted and deformed instantly, letting out a miserable scream.
He was blasted away, crashing heavily into the wall before bouncing back to the ground. His fate was unknown.
Screams echoed throughout the tea room, sending chills down one's spine.
The nine-tailed fox princess stood beside Wei Changxuan, witnessing this scene, a hint of excitement and fighting spirit flashing in her eyes.
She was naturally not to be outdone, with nine fox tails dancing wildly in the air behind her, each tail seemingly alive, agile and full of power.
Foxfire ignited from her palms, burning fiercely and growing stronger until it instantly transformed into giant fire foxes.
The fire foxes bared their fangs and let out low growls as they pounced on the assassins.
Wherever Fiery Fox went, a sea of fire engulfed everything. The intense heat distorted the air, and the assassins, suddenly engulfed in flames, panicked and fled in all directions.
They dropped their weapons and covered their faces with their hands, trying to resist the scorching heat, but it was all in vain.
The flames relentlessly consumed their bodies, scorching their skin and setting their hair ablaze.
A pungent, acrid smell filled the air.
The assassins scattered in panic, creating utter chaos, and the once-orderly encirclement crumbled instantly.
Su Changhe stood aside, watching in horror as his meticulously arranged team of assassins was easily defeated by Wei Changxuan and his men.
His face turned deathly pale instantly, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with shock and fear.
But after all, he was the second-in-command of the Dark River, and his years of experience in the martial arts world had given him extraordinary composure.
He forced himself to remain calm, took a deep breath, quickly formed hand seals, and chanted the mantra "707".
As he moved, a black light screen slowly rose from his hand, like a solid wall, instantly enveloping the entire tea room.
Strange runes flickered on the light screen, emanating an evil aura, attempting to block Wei Changxuan and Luo Yuheng's offensive.
However, Wei Changxuan's lightning and Luo Yuheng's foxfire seemed to be telepathically connected, intertwining with each other.
The rage of lightning and the heat of foxfire merged to form a power so strong it was suffocating.
This force, like a surging wave, continuously crashed against the black light curtain.
With each impact, the light barrier trembled violently, its runes flickering as if it might shatter at any moment.
Chapter 297 Su Changhe, Terrified!
Su Changhe stood aside, witnessing everything unfold, and was utterly shocked.
He never expected that the two people in front of him were so powerful, far exceeding his imagination.
But he was, after all, the head of the Dark River Su family, a man weathered by many storms, and he still forced himself to remain calm, his face maintaining a composed expression.
But his slightly trembling hands betrayed his inner nervousness.
He rapidly formed hand seals while chanting incantations, and black runes flew from his fingertips, quickly converging to form a black light screen.
It instantly enveloped the entire tea room, attempting to block Wei Changxuan and Luo Yuheng's offensive.
However, Wei Changxuan's lightning and Luo Yuheng's foxfire seemed to be a tacit pair, intertwining together to form a powerful force that was almost terrifying.
Lightning flashed and foxfire roared, the two echoing each other and constantly impacting the black light barrier.
Under this double impact, the light screen began to tremble violently, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.
The appearance of each crack seemed to be a blow to Su Changhe's confidence.
Su Changhe's face turned deathly pale instantly, as white as a sheet of paper. Cold sweat poured down his forehead, and large beads of sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground.
His breathing became rapid, his chest heaved violently, and he inwardly groaned.
He never expected that his meticulously planned ambush would turn into such a passive situation; these two were simply too troublesome.
"Break!" Wei Changxuan's roar was like a thunderclap, causing the tables and chairs in the tea room to tremble slightly.
He gripped the Thunder Tribulation Wooden Sword tightly with both hands, his aura suddenly surged, his muscles tensed, and every inch of his skin seemed to contain boundless power.
With this roar, the Thunder Tribulation Wood Sword shone brightly, and lightning surged across its blade, like a volcano about to erupt, unleashing its long-accumulated energy in an instant.
A bolt of lightning, thicker and more dazzling than before, surged forth with a world-destroying force, heading straight for the black light barrier.
The moment the lightning collided with the light curtain, a deafening roar was heard, and the powerful impact distorted and deformed the surrounding air.
The black light curtain was easily torn apart like paper by the impact of the thunderous power, and fragments flew everywhere.
A burst of intense lightning instantly filled the entire tea room, like a miniature sun shining inside.
The blinding light caused the assassins to instinctively raise their hands to shield their eyes.
For a moment, they were plunged into temporary blindness and confusion.
Some people frantically waved their weapons, but didn't know where to strike.
Some people stumbled around, fell to the ground, and groaned in pain;
Some people closed their eyes tightly, trembling on the spot, completely incapacitated.
Luo Yuheng seized this excellent opportunity. Her eyes were sharp, her hands moved rapidly in the air, and she muttered incantations.
Her nine fox tails swung wildly with her movements, and the foxfire blazed ever brighter.
She controlled the burning fire fox, charging swiftly into the enemy ranks like an elite cavalry force.
Wherever the Fiery Fox went, it was as if a sea of fire spread out, and the assassins were instantly engulfed in flames.
These flames seemed to possess a life of their own, clinging tightly to their bodies, and could not be extinguished no matter what they did.
The assassins were scorched by the flames, suffering terribly. Their shrill screams echoed throughout Qianjinfang, each sound sending chills down one's spine.
In just a short while, most of the Dark River assassins who had been densely surrounding them had fallen.
Blood pooled on the ground, forming a small stream that emitted a pungent, fishy smell.
The remaining assassins, seeing the bloody and terrifying scene before them, showed deep fear on their faces, their legs went weak, and they involuntarily retreated.
Their eyes were filled with terror and despair, and the weapons in their hands became incredibly heavy, as if they could no longer lift them.
Seeing the situation was dire, Su Changhe inwardly cried out in alarm, knowing that today's ambush had completely failed.
If he didn't escape, his life would be in danger.
A flicker of panic crossed his eyes, and without hesitation, he turned and tried to run away.
He darted towards the door, his steps hurried and frantic, almost tripping over the corpse on the ground.
Chapter 298 The Shock of Everyone! Wei Changxuan's Strength!
However, Wei Changxuan's gaze was sharp as lightning, keeping a close eye on Su Changhe's every move.
The moment Su Changhe turned around, Wei Changxuan's figure vanished from the spot, leaving only an afterimage.
The next second, he appeared behind Su Changhe, moving so fast that no one had time to react.
The Thunder Tribulation Wooden Sword was pressed against Su Changhe's neck, its cold blade against his skin sending a chill down his spine.
Su Changhe's body trembled violently, as if all the blood in his body had frozen, rendering him unable to move.
"Master Su, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
Wei Changxuan's voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotion, as if it came from the deepest hell. That voice struck Su Changhe's heart like a heavy hammer.
"Young Master Wei... let's talk this out, let's talk this out..."
Su Changhe's voice trembled, and his teeth chattered; his previous arrogance had vanished.
At this moment, 707 was like a lamb to the slaughter, filled with fear and despair.
His face was filled with terror, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, soaking his clothes.
"Heh, if that's the case, then lie down!"
Wei Changxuan snorted coldly, a hint of disdain in his eyes.
With a flick of his wrist, the hilt of his sword struck Su Changhe hard on the back of the head. With a muffled thud, Su Changhe's vision went black, and his body went limp as he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
After dealing with Su Changhe, Wei Changxuan still had a cold expression on his face. He casually tossed Su Changhe to the remaining assassins as if he were throwing a heavy bag.
The assassins trembled with fear at this sudden action.
Looking at the unconscious leader of the 893 clan, and then at Wei Changxuan's cold eyes, he was filled with fear.
Wei Changxuan spoke coldly, his voice carrying an undeniable authority:
"Take your leaders and get out of here. Tell the rest of the Dark River crew that if they dare to mess with us again, their fate will be even worse."
This is just a small warning to you; next time, it won't be so simple.
His words, each one like a heavy hammer blow to the hearts of the assassins.
The assassins were overjoyed and dared not linger for a moment. They scrambled to lift Su Changhe as if a raging flood or ferocious beast was chasing them.
They pulled and shoved each other as they fled Qianjinfang in a panic.
Before long, Qianjinfang, which had been heavily besieged by assassins, regained some peace.