Family Cultivation: I have a skill panel

Chapter 172 The Underwater Assassin
Seeing that Kongxing lost his mind due to the damage of the natal magic weapon, Kunwu didn't give him a chance to breathe, and the bloody little sword stabbed towards his Niwan.

"An dare, thief!"

Cultivator Yan Guo naturally wouldn't just sit idly by, and almost at the same time, the remaining four Jindan monks made their moves together.

Zuo Daochong swiped the three-color aura of the Qibao Dan furnace at the bloody little sword, and the bloody little sword immediately stagnated in the air as if stuck in a quagmire, unable to advance an inch.

After saving Kongxing with one move, all kinds of magic weapons of the others greeted Kunwu one after another.

On the side of the cultivators of the Demon Kingdom, the old man surnamed Jiang disdainfully said:
"Using more to bully the less, what a monk of the Yan Kingdom, fellow Taoists, let's stop looking at it, let's go forward and do a few tricks."

"Hmph, that's exactly what I mean!"

"Yeah"

All Golden Core cultivators understood that at this point, it was inevitable to take action in person.

In the blink of an eye, the battle situation expanded rapidly, and the ten golden elixirs flew in the air with various magic weapons, making people dazzled.

While many foundation builders like Zhao Xiuxuan were still waiting and watching, densely packed enemies walked out of the Black Flame.

There are about 200 foundation-building monks in Yukong, and nearly 400 Qi-refining monks.

Foundation Establishment cultivator aside, Zhao Xiuxuan, who is wearing blood clothes among the Qi Refining cultivators, has seen it before. Among the Qi Refining cultivators who appeared this time, half of them were monks wearing black clothes.

Blood Department, Soul Department.

The two largest cultivation inheritances in Dasha Kingdom.

"This! How come there are so many enemies!"

The presence of so many enemies made the monks of Yan Kingdom a little panicked, and some even wanted to run away when they saw the situation was bad.

Suddenly there was a majestic voice in the air.

"Those who flee without fighting will be killed without mercy!"

All the cultivators look at me and I look at you, and immediately dare not move rashly.

Just as they were hesitating, the enemy had already started accumulating energy and casting spells.

The blood-clothed monk pinched the magic formula in his hand, and bloody fireballs hit the country of Yan one after another, while the black-clothed monk urged balls of hideous black mist to turn into skull faces.

"Hmph! Fellow Daoists, if you don't make a move, you will be looked down upon!"

Facing the sudden attack from the cultivators from the Devil Kingdom, the cultivators from the Kingdom of Yan finally made up their minds and fought back one after another.

The war broke out.

Cultivator chaotic warfare is no better than catching and killing each other. They may face attacks from all directions at the same time. No matter how fast the coping ability and reaction speed of the monks caught in the chaotic warfare, there will be times when they will not be able to take care of it.

Zhao Xiuxuan only had time to warn Zhao Xiuyuan that the enemy's first wave of magic attack was just around the corner.

"Shield!"

Even monks with a little experience don't need to be reminded.

All kinds of shields appear on the battlefield.

Dense bloody fireballs and black skeletons fell on the shield like heavy rain.

Basically, it is no problem for a shield to withstand more than a dozen attacks from monks of the same level, but some unlucky ones were hit by more than [-] consecutive magic attacks and died screaming.

Zhao Xiuxuan has a top-grade protective magic weapon. Although he is not afraid of these low-level magic attacks, he still chooses to dodge with his body first to reduce the consumption of mana.

The first wave of magic attacks fell, except for a few unlucky ghosts, there were basically no casualties.

Next, the monks of the Yan Kingdom began to counterattack, flying swords, magic weapons, fireballs, wind bombs, ice picks, and reciprocal courtesy, all of a sudden exploded on the battlefield.

Wait until this wave of magic attacks collide with each other.

The body-refining monks and the monks who specialize in magic began to attack clearly and distinctly. The body-refining monks went straight to the crowd of monks on the other side. In the crowd of monks, they fought each other physically.

All kinds of flying swords flew across the air, and the first confrontation between the two waves of men and horses seemed extremely disorderly, and there was no need for order.

Zhao Xiuxuan and Zhao Xiuyuan did not sneak into the battlefield like Lengtouqing, but found a fringe area and attacked the enemies on the side from the flank.

Even on the flanks, there were as many as two or three monks pounced on Zhao Xiuxuan at a time.

However, Zhao Xiuxuan did not fluctuate, and between swinging the sword, no more than five moves landed on the head.

He didn't show his full strength, because he knew that the most dazzling one in the battlefield always died the fastest.

Zhao Xiuyuan followed him, a flying sword buzzed through the air, and inadvertently took away the monk's head.

Even if he encounters danger occasionally, Zhao Xiuxuan can respond in time to help him resist.

Knowing that the danger of being caught in a chaotic battle would lead him to a point of no return, Zhao Xiuxuan kept using his sword energy to distance himself from the others.

Even so, some people noticed his performance on the battlefield.

Among the monks of the Demon Kingdom, there are a few special foundation-building monks.

Their bodies were hidden under the black robes, and their actions looked like ghosts.

There was a cold aura exuding from their whole bodies, and there was a pale skull tattooed on the corner of their black robes, with three water ripples under the skull.

That is the assassin of the soul department.

Known as the Assassin of Youquan.

They specialize in a body technique called "Ghost Nine Springs".

Holding a short blade in his hand, it exudes a breathtaking cold light.

The blade is poisonous.

As long as a monk is scratched by it, he will feel the pain like thousands of ants gnawing on the bone.

Even in the soul department, this kind of assassin is extremely difficult to cultivate.

The monks of the soul inheritance have to accept the washing of a kind of secluded spring water since they were young.

In the subsequent practice, you will also enter the secluded spring water from time to time to practice.

The Youquan water is extremely cold and yin, if a monk accidentally touches it, his body will be covered with Youbing blood and freeze to death.

There is a special technique in the inheritance of the soul department, which can offset the freezing of the secluded spring water to the monks, and use the secluded spring water to transform one's body, but this method of cultivation requires high physical fitness of the monks.

It is more a probability than a requirement.

Out of a hundred monks who entered the secluded spring water to cultivate, only four or five at most could withstand it, and the rest lost their lives in the initial screening.

Even the four or five monks who survived by chance will very likely encounter the situation where their blood vessels are frozen by the secluded spring water and die in the subsequent training process.

So far, the soul department has not concluded the rules, and does not know who is suitable to practice Youquan Assassin.

The secluded spring water is generally condensed under the ice of the polar region, which is extremely rare.

In this world, there is only the cold domain of the Dead Sea.

Thousands of years ago, the Great Rakshasa Kingdom could only produce about 3 to 5 Youquan Assassins a year.

The main reason is that the secluded spring water is too scarce.

Ever since Dacha Kingdom entered the Black Flame Prison, it was thought that the Youquan Assassin would be lost. Unexpectedly, a small amount of Youquan water was found in the most mysterious black abyss in the Black Flame Region.

This surprising discovery allowed Youquan Assassin to be trained again.

The monks of the soul department did not come to this world through the passage of the secret realm for the first time.

As the first batch of monks gradually strengthened the passage to the secret realm, only then did the second batch of monks from the soul department join the battlefield.

During the arrival of the second batch of soul monks, there were a total of ten foundation-building Assassins from Youquan.

Youquan Assassin lives up to his name.

Like ghosts on the battlefield, with weird body skills, sensitive reactions, and extreme breathlessness, the Trinity is their strongest reliance.

While wielding the poisonous blade, he took the lives of several monks from Yan Kingdom as soon as he joined the battlefield, and they didn't even know how they died.

Chilling.

There was a Youquan Assassin who followed Zhao Xiuxuan from afar.

Although Zhao Xiuxuan tried his best to keep a low profile, his inadvertent stroll in the courtyard still attracted the attention of Youquan Assassin.

Quietly mobilizing his movements, the whole figure crossed the battlefield like a ghost, lurking towards Zhao Xiuxuan.

Zhao Xiuxuan didn't seem to notice his figure, but still turned his back to him, and while waving the sword in his hand, he harvested another enemy's head.

The reason why he was able to succeed frequently was because in this kind of chaotic battle, every monk inadvertently exposed his cover.

Zhao Xiuxuan's green snake pupils allow him to see the distribution of spiritual energy in each protective shield, so as to find the weakest place of protection, that is, the weak point.

In the end his sword could easily harvest.

This means that he didn't use his full strength. If he used his full strength, it doesn't matter whether he is weak or not. As long as it is not a top-grade magic weapon, it is useless in front of him.

Every time he finished killing an enemy, there would be a humming sound from the Star Token on his waist.

Before setting off, Jindan cultivator Zuo Daochong had told them that every time a Foundation Establishment cultivator was killed, they would get 3000 contribution points.

From entering the Yunmeng Mountain Range to the present, as many as fifteen Foundation Establishment cultivators died at the hands of Zhao Xiuxuan.

Converted into contribution points, it is equivalent to 45000 contribution points.

In Qingxuan Valley, it is enough to convert into three Foundation Establishment Pills.

Of course, the contribution points obtained by the participants in the encirclement and suppression operation of the monks of the Demon Kingdom can not only be exchanged in Qingxuan Valley, but also can be exchanged in other major sects, such as Kongtong Sect and Thunder Mountain.

The cultivation resources of these big sects are bottomless. From another perspective, everything Zhao Xiuxuan needs can be obtained on this battlefield.

Even the treasures of heaven and earth he needed to break through the golden core.

However, the contribution points required for a piece of heaven, material and earth treasure is not comparable to that of Zhuji Dan.

At least it is above a million contribution points.

Converted to the enemy's head, about 333 foundation monks are needed, and it is impossible to kill all the enemies here.

While Zhao Xiuxuan was looking for monks with weak defenses, he was thinking about contribution points.

A Nether Spring Assassin had quietly approached about ten feet behind Zhao Xiuquan, and there were two more people fighting in full swing between him and Zhao Xiuxuan.

But Youquan Assassin's gaze was already like a sharp cold light, nailed to Zhao Xiuxuan's back, his undisguised murderous intent was not afraid of Zhao Xiuxuan's discovery.

It's no wonder that Zhao Xiuxuan wasn't vigilant, his spiritual sense has already spread to the surroundings, it's really that Youquan Assassin's hiding method is too amazing.

Leaping over a distance of ten feet, Youquan Assassin really looks like a ghost.

Under the eyes of others, there was no trace of this Youquan assassin.

Seeing the black light on his raised short blade, he was about to stab Zhao Xiuxuan in the back.

This was the first time a monk was able to get close to Zhao Xiuxuan's body.

Youquan Assassin's mouth hidden under the black robe showed a ferocious smile.

With such a short distance, no one can react.

On Zhao Xiuxuan's side, his hairs suddenly stood on end, feeling the murderous intent behind him.

Almost instantly, a short blade pierced his body.

"Fourth"

Youquan Assassin seemed to be silently counting his achievements.

But the next second he was dumbfounded.

Because he found that what he pierced was only the phantom of Zhao Xiuxuan, the real Zhao Xiuxuan disappeared at the moment when the short blade was about to touch, and the speed was so fast that even the eyes of Youquan Assassin could not catch it, leaving only An afterimage.

"Where"

Youquan Assassin was startled, turned around and looked around, but he didn't find Zhao Xiuxuan at all.

"Hell, people can't disappear suddenly"

He didn't understand what was going on, but when he was still looking for Zhao Xiuxuan's figure, a long sword pierced his body abruptly.

"how come!"

He didn't have time to make any more exclamations, the violent sword energy collided in his limbs, smashing his body to pieces in an instant.

The first Youquan Assassin died on the battlefield.

It wasn't until this time that Zhao Xiuxuan began to have a slight fear.

"If it weren't for the fact that my Luoyan step has already been completed, and the physical reaction brought about by exercising the disguise technique in an instant, I'm afraid that I would be the one whose heart was pierced now."

"It seems that we should not underestimate the monks of the same level."

Zhao Xiuxuan secretly alerted himself.

It was only at this time that Zhao Xiuyuan realized that he was fighting the enemy with flying swords just now, and he didn't even notice the life-and-death confrontation between the two monster-level agility masters beside him.

"what just happened"

Looking at the pile of fragmented bodies that suddenly appeared, Zhao Xiuyuan asked in confusion.

"Among the monks on the other side, the one who wears a black robe and holds a short blade is a kind of assassin. He is extremely agile. You have to be careful."

Although Zhao Xiuxuan intentionally reminded him, Zhao Xiuyuan did not see a similar black-robed assassin on the entire battlefield.

This is because these assassins are basically shuttling around the enemy, using various methods to hide themselves, and assassinate by surprise.

It is difficult to find them on the battlefield.

But every moment they are on the battlefield.

Zhao Xiuxuan was frightened when he told the truth.

It was the first time he felt so close to death.

"No, with the existence of these assassins, I will be more restrained in the battlefield"

Thinking of this, his eyes gradually turned cold.

"Kill them all, as long as you kill them all, they can't pose a threat to me"

Zhao Xiuxuan was really angered.

He exhorted Zhao Xiuyuan.

Let him not enter the center of the battlefield, just deal with it on the periphery.

Then he turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared on the battlefield.

The battlefield of Youquan Assassin and the actual battlefield seem to be in two spaces.

In their vision, the movements of all the monks on the entire battlefield were slowed down by several beats.

They wantonly shuttled around the monks of Yan Kingdom.

If you don't use the short blade in your hand, it will be enough, and you will see blood when you make a move.

Due to the perverted training of the Youquan Assassins, the psychology of many Youquan Assassins also changed a lot.

Coupled with their lofty status in the soul department, and their extreme confidence in their ability to react.

As a result, many of them have developed the habit of playing with their prey.

Like this time.

A Youquan Assassin set his sights on a body-refining monk from the Kingdom of Yan.

This Yan Guo monk seems to be a disciple of the Kongdong Sect in Yunhuang County.

There is also a bald head on his head, and he smells like an elephant on his body. He is extremely powerful, but his body skills are not good enough.

Fortunately, the defense was okay. During the activation of the exercises, several layers of golden light protected his body.

At this moment, this disciple from the Kongdong Sect felt in a daze that the golden light on his body was being stabbed by something one by one, but he looked around, but he didn't find any enemy's attack route.

He threw three flying knives from the storage bag and spun around him.

After hearing a clanging sound, the flying knife turned into scrap iron and fell to the ground.

This made him, who hadn't figured out the situation until now, full of horror, and also made the Youquan Assassin who played with him secretly relieved.

"clang!"

The last layer of golden light of the bald monk was broken.

The figure of the enemy finally appeared within the range of his peripheral vision.

Following that, a black short blade pierced towards his head.

"That's too late"

The bald monk knew that he couldn't react, the aura in his body shrank in an instant, and quickly condensed a small golden shield on the short blade's thrusting route, trying to resist one or two.

"!"

Suddenly, Youquan Assassin's face changed drastically, and a phantom that he couldn't see the trajectory passed through him, and with a sword, his body was pierced by the sword.

"the third"

Zhao Xiuxuan's deep voice sounded in the battlefield, as if he was silently reciting his achievements.

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