The Little Li Flying Dagger was a blade technique that had reached the acme of perfection. It was a famous martial art technique of an ancient peerless expert, Li Xunhuan. It was rumored that once this blade was used, even ghosts and gods would avoid it. It only took one strike to kill, and only one strike forever.
In the ancient martial arts world, this blade technique had long been lost, but no one knew that this blade technique was in the hands of the leader of the assassin organization.
The leader of the assassins, the Sovereign of the Eventide, also used this saber technique to intimidate the western world and the aristocratic families and sects. The reason why the assassin organization could survive was not only because of their foundation, but also because they were afraid of being assassinated by the Sovereign of the Eventide. After all, Little Li Flying Dagger was too terrifying.
The reason why Xiao Han knew Little Li Flying Dagger was purely because he was talented and was favored by the leader. In order to make him loyal to the assassin organization, he passed it on to him.
In fact, Xiao Han didn't like knife skills. He was a swordsman, but in order to better complete the assassination mission, he still practiced the Little Li Flying Dagger. After all, using the Little Li Flying Dagger for assassination was a great weapon.
He took a fancy to the illusory and ethereal Little Li Flying Dagger, and its astonishing speed.
The serious Xiao Han was completely different from before. His body was surrounded by a murderous aura. The desolate aura spread from the blade and went straight into his heart.
Standing there, he looked like a peerless sabersman from ancient times, but his bones were filled with a sharp sword intent. His eyes shot out a warrior's intent realm. It was as if the first genius of the assassin organization in the past hundred years, Blood Demon, had returned.
" What a powerful aura!" Looking at Xiao Han at such a close distance, Black Eye felt a stabbing pain in his eyes. He couldn't help but take a few steps back. Looking at Xiao Han who was accumulating power, he exclaimed in shock.
"If you look up, there will be a dead soul. If you look down, you will see a corpse. With a knife in your hand, no one in the world will dare to kill you.”The corners of Xiao Han's mouth curled up slightly, and his lips were pursed into a smile. His eyes seemed to be empty, but they were not empty. The concept of great compassion and the Northern Dark True Qi wrapped around the flying knife. With a shake of his hands, a breeze came in front of him. His cloak rustled, and two rays of light shot out from Xiao Han's sleeves.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The air seemed to be torn apart, and the sound of sonic booms continued. The two soldiers hiding behind the rock had a knife tip on their foreheads, and the back of their heads had a knife handle. They did not know how they died.
" Humph! Soul Absorption!" Upon seeing this, a gray light emerged from Xiao Han's heart. The light turned into a rope and extended downwards, absorbing the two souls that had just floated out.
The Northern Dark True Qi had been modified and integrated with the meditation technique of the Demon Ceremony. This True Qi was also related to the Demon Ceremony. In addition, Soul Absorption could only absorb souls killed by necromancers. No matter how far away they were, as long as they died in Xiao Han's hands, they would be absorbed.
" What a great feeling. So familiar, so nostalgic." Two more throwing knives left his hand. Xiao Han's soul seemed to have ascended to heaven. He kept watching the life being cut in his hands. The bloodlust of the Blood Demon was finally revealed.
Two--
Three--
Five--
Eight--
Xiao Han's highest record in his previous life was 12 rounds. Now, eight was his limit.
Panic, fear-
Seeing the lives of their subordinates being taken away, the three brothers became terrified. If throwing stones had killed 50 elite soldiers, they would have been furious, but now that they were facing a situation like this, they would only be terrified.
They were not afraid of demons who were open and aboveboard, but they were afraid of ghosts who were sneaky.
They had no idea how fast the throwing knives were. In the blink of an eye, a soldier fell. Was this something a throwing knife could do?
"Huff huff-my constitution is still too weak, I can't store too much internal strength.”On the top of the mountain, Xiao Han's forehead was sweating, and his breathing was rapid. He looked at the box with a quarter of the throwing knives left and thought to himself.
Opening the Demon Ceremony, the total number of souls listed was: 173!
"Soon. Just hold on for a little longer and you'll be able to level up.”Xiao Han muttered," Although I can't maintain my True Qi until then, and my head is dizzy from overusing my Intent, but-"
The corners of Xiao Han's mouth curled up slightly as he turned to Blackpupil and said,""Blackpupil, do me a favor."
" What help?" Black Eye, who had been watching the show, realized that he could not help at all in this mission. Now that he heard this, he could not help but ask seriously.
"Hit me-"
"What?" Stunned, Blackpupil, who had been prepared for the assault, was stunned.
" Hit me with all your strength," Xiao Han repeated.
The corners of Black Eye's lips twitched slightly, and black lines appeared on her forehead. This was the first time she had heard a request." Are you sure?”
" Cut the crap!" Xiao Han threw out another throwing knife. He suddenly straightened his body and shouted.
"I-I know!" Blackpupil hesitated for a moment, then nodded. He walked up to Xiao Han and raised his fist without asking why.
Peng--
Xiao Han let out a muffled groan when his delicate hand hit his sturdy chest. He didn't expect Blackpupil to have such strength with such a petite body.
His ribs seemed to be on the verge of breaking. However, a warm current immediately gushed out from his dantian, absorbing most of the fist force from Blackpupil and converting it into physical strength.
Feeling his muscles become active again, a smile appeared on Xiao Han's face. The hand that was originally holding two throwing knives suddenly returned to control four and threw them down.
" Continue to fight!" Xiao Han shouted as he reached his limit.
"I-I know!" Black Eye was shocked. He punched out with both fists, and his hands kept hitting Xiao Han's body.
A warm current flowed through his body, and Xiao Han felt extremely comfortable. It was as if his cells were soaking in a hot spring.
At some point, the number of throwing knives he controlled slowly increased.
Three--
Five--
Eight--
Nine--
Breaking through the limit!
" Get out of the way!" Xiao Han suddenly shouted as the chest was gradually emptied. He held nine flying daggers in his hand and spun. His body bent down like a bow. Nine flashes of light shot out from his hands and turned into a silver river that poured down.
This scene was very beautiful, just like a river flowing eastward!
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