Just as Ying Zheng and Ge Nia had guessed, Wang Ling was indeed at the First Sky of Myth Realm.
In fact, among the rewards selected by the system, he had even received Evil King Shi Zhixuan's experience in fighting enemies, which was not a material reward.
However, he had never had the chance to personally take action in the past. For example, this was the first time he was dealing with this network killer.
He had to admit that the Immortal Pressing Art that he had cultivated was indeed exquisite.
It was a peerless skill created by Shi Zhixuan, the Evil King of the Twin Dragons of the Great Tang, who combined the strengths of the Devil and Buddha.
The Immortal Pressing Art relied on the principle that Yin and Yang were mutually reinforcing and that when things reached an extreme, they would reverse. It allowed one's Genuine Qi to easily switch between life and death.
Death qi could hurt people, while life qi could be used to recover qi and blood, heal injuries, and at the same time regenerate more true qi.
If he used it properly, Wang Ling could almost make his True Qi flow endlessly without worrying about exhaustion.
The most exquisite part of this martial art was that it could transform the true qi (death qi) of others who attacked him into life qi that he could use to recover his qi and blood!
If the difference in strength between the two was too great, it would be like the sword qi of the unparalleled Second Sky of the Realm.
With a thought, he turned the sword qi that the other party attacked into his own vital qi, and then turned it back into sword qi to return the favor.
It easily achieved the effect of giving him a taste of his own medicine.
It could be said that unless the other party's strength was too much higher than his.
Otherwise, even if they were at the same realm, Wang Ling would not be afraid.
This was also the reason why he still dared to get involved in this matter despite knowing that Lu Buwei had a huge assassin organization like the Network under him.
Because his strength was his confidence!
Not to mention, after completing the choice with Ying Zheng, he would still be able to obtain thirty years 'worth of inner energy from the Tianshan Snow Lotus.
Thinking about the 30 years of internal energy of the Tianshan Snow Lotus, Wang Ling was tempted.
He couldn't wait to return to his residence and take out the reward he had chosen.
Soon, all the assassins were killed by the Hundred Battle Armored Guards.
"Young General, all the assassins from the Network are dead.”
"I failed to leave a single one alive. Please punish me, young general.”
? Wei Yi went forward and lowered his head in self-reproach.
Other than the leader of the assassins, the rest of the assassins were fighting desperately to create an opportunity for their leader.
Now that the Hundred Battle Armored Guards had the advantage in numbers, it was naturally not difficult for them to deal with them.
Wei Yi had even wanted to capture one alive.
However, who knew that when these net assassins saw that they could not escape, they directly begged for death. In the end, not a single one survived.
Wang Ling was naturally not surprised.
As far as he knew, once the mission in the net failed, even if they could survive, they would be silenced by the other killers in the net, or even more cruelly.
As a result, most of the ordinary network assassins would seek their own death once their mission failed.
Poison was already hidden in his mouth.
Although Wang Ling knew about this, he still did not stop them.
Because he didn't plan to leave anyone alive.
This was no threat to Lu Buwei at all.
"It's fine, as long as no one escapes from the net.”
Wang Ling shook his head and said.
Then, he looked around at the assassins who had fallen to the ground and said meaningfully.
"Take away the leading assassin from the Network and leave the rest here intact.”
"Consider it a gift to this Minister Lu.”
? Hearing his words, Wei Yi immediately responded respectfully.
"Yes, Young General!"
The militarists had always respected the strong. Now that he saw the strength of Wang Ling, the young master, he naturally became even more respectful.
Even the other hundred battle armored guards had solemn expressions.
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Not long after Wang Ling's carriage left, the entire street fell into silence once again.
A moment later, the wind blew gently, and a graceful figure wearing a spiderweb bamboo hat appeared on the eaves of the street.
Seeing the large number of Network assassins on the ground, the graceful figure could not help but frown and descend. She went closer to observe the wounds on the bodies of these Network assassins.
Then, her eyes that were exposed under her iron face could not help but be moved.
This was because there seemed to be one less person sent out this time.
At the thought of this, the graceful figure immediately stood up and raised her hand to call for a few of her subordinates to deal with the traces on the streets.
He quickly moved in the direction of the Prime Minister's Estate.
The speed of his movement technique was even faster than that of the peerless Second Heaven Earth Symbol Net Assassin.
Clearly, he was no ordinary net killer.
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