Slaughter God's Journey to Immortality

An ice-cold yet somewhat crisp voice answered, "Young Master Whitelord?" You don't need to shout anymore. I have no ill intentions towards you. As long as you call out that Black Dragon Dagger, I will immediately let you go. " Werther said, "Black Dragon Dagger?" "Ah, is that the gift that the Right Premier gave me, but I don't have it with me. How about this, I'll get it for you when I get home, okay?"

The ice-cold voice spoke again, but this time there was a faint ridicule in it. "Young Master Werther, stop pretending. Your muscles are smooth, your physical development far exceeds the level of your peers. I can almost feel the explosive power hidden under your muscles.

Seeing that she had seen through his disguise, Werther stopped pretending and smiled. "You're right, my cultivation has indeed improved a bit. I didn't expect you to see through it." The Black Dragon Dagger is in my hands, if you want, show yourself and take it! "

The cold voice said, "I've been hiding in the City of Dawn for not even a day now, and I've long heard that the youngest favorite person in the empire, Count Roland, is a waste who can't even cultivate magic qi, and is the laughingstock of the entire empire. I never thought that not only are you not a trash, but instead a genius that only appears once every thousand years, your battle qi has already been cultivated to an extremely high level, your physical strength probably won't lose to a Silver Warrior anymore, right?"

Werther was a little surprised. "From the sound of it, you're a woman, right?" I didn't expect you to have such good eyesight. Not bad, my battle qi cultivation is still so-so, do you want to know why? "It was my father who paid a huge price for an alchemist to make me a drug to recreate the battle qi channels in my body. He also used some secret techniques to increase the strength of my body."

James had always believed that his son was a Dou Zhe, and once this identity was leaked, he would immediately be hunted down by the various empires in the continent. In order to protect his son, he had hired Carlton and declared that it was this master alchemist who had refined the medicine, which had allowed his son's battle qi channels to return to normal, in order to conceal the fact that this' trash 'Werther had suddenly turned into a master Dou Qi.

The voice was silent for a moment, as if thinking about Werther's words. After a while, it said, "This is your secret, I don't want to know. Give me the Black Dragon Dagger, and I promise not to hurt you. After all, your father is too mysterious." Werther sneered. "What if I don't?"

The woman also sneered, "My young master, I presume you still think that the Golden Warriors your father sent to protect you can come here? "To tell you the truth, they have already been intercepted by my companions. My companions are a Saint level expert. It shouldn't be difficult for a Saint level expert to kill a few Golden Warriors, right?"

Werther revealed a surprised expression. He didn't expect that this lady was so powerful that he didn't underestimate her, and she even had a Saint rank expert with her. His lips curled up, "Miss Dark Elf, how do you know you're plotting against us, and that we're also plotting against you?" He used the word 'we', and the dark elf was silent for a moment, then sighed. "I didn't want to hurt you, but it seems like it's just wishful thinking on my part."

Before he could finish his words, Werther had already crossed his arms, looking as if he was about to face a great enemy. Suddenly, a substantial killing intent erupted, and a sword light flew straight at Werther's face! Werther was truly shocked. It wasn't because this murderous aura was blazing, but it was coming from the direction it came from! This killing intent was emitted from his shadow!

Werther's mind raced, and he suddenly remembered something from an ancient book. The Dark Elves and Nature Elves were different, because while bestowing upon them the ability to control dark magic, the Dark Gods also bestowed upon them the ability to unleash dark qi. Hence, the Nature Elves were especially skilled in natural magic, specializing in divine shots, while the Dark Elves were especially adept in assassination, amantine and crafty.

Legend has it that the truly supreme Phantom Assassin was able to turn itself into a blur and hide in the shadow of the enemy, able to kill with a single strike. This kind of assassination was impossible to guard against. In the ancient wars of the gods, the Dark Elves under the Dark God's command had relied on this ultimate technique to assassinate many powerful members of the Divine Light Faction, even demigods and deities!

The sudden assassination of his shadow reminded Werther of a long-lost secret art. This elf lady was actually a Phantom Assassin, which made Werther somewhat sarcastic. "That damned dagger is indeed cursed!" Even the Phantom Assassin has been dispatched. It seems like the dark elves are determined to get their daggers! " However, even if his opponent was a top-notch assassin expert of the dark elves, Werther would not wait helplessly for death. Although the transformation of the bone marrow for the last step of the Body Realm was not completed yet, the continuous hard work over the past three years had reborn Werther, reaching the level of a so-called top-notch martial arts expert in his previous life. You have the Dark Dou Technique, I have the Mysterious Gate technique!

His hands were still as if he were holding a ball, but his whole body suddenly drew back, as if someone were pulling him by the thread, pulling him back at a rapid pace. But no matter how far he retreated, that ghostly, nightmarish shadow only drew a shadow on his face.

Werther retreated a full ten meters, but he still couldn't get rid of it. He became ruthless in his heart. "Fuck, you think I'm afraid of you?" With a flip of his palms, a vigorous internal force was sent out, guiding the sword light away from its direction. Werther took the opportunity to flip in the air and escape from the shroud of killing intent.

The cool voice was surprised and surprised. The shadow on the ground twisted a few times and grew into a beautiful woman. She asked, "What kind of warrior power is this?" When Werther saw this woman, his first impression was: "Beautiful!" This was a Dark Elf, and one could tell from her black pearl like skin color that her facial features were very exquisite, as if she was a meticulously crafted art piece. Especially her face which had a natural murderous intent, it even added a wild charm to it. The Elven race was known as the beloved children of the gods, and they were not bad at all.

However, Werther wasn't bewitched by her beauty and sneered, "Miss Dark Elf, you and I are enemies now, do you think I'll tell you?" In fact, that move just now was the ultimate technique known to all Taoists in his previous life — Taichi Fist. This was also the first time that a supreme technique of the Taoist Taoists had appeared in a foreign world, and it had fired its first shot! The Dark Shadow Assassin didn't know what to do and his killing blow was easily resolved. He had never seen such an exquisite method of channeling energy, so he couldn't help but ask.

The female Dark Elf sneered, "Looks like we can only take your life." Waving her delicate hand, an extremely thin sharp sword suddenly shook, piercing through everything. Werther said in his heart, "An assassin should just hide in the dark and accumulate strength, waiting for the opportunity to launch the most powerful attack. You have too much confidence in yourself, to actually expose your own weaknesses, how can you possibly win?" Forget it, I'll use this Taiji Fist to test this otherworldly martial art! " With a flash of cold light, a long sword appeared. It was two fingers wide, three feet long, and the hilt of the sword and the hilt of the sword were made from the shape of a three feet long blade from his past life. With a slight twist, the hilt drew out a circle.

This was already the second time Werther had used the same method to lure away his slender sword. The Dark Elf's reaction was very fast, and with a flip, he deflected the opponent's internal force. Waving his hand horizontally, he cut towards the opponent's lower body. Werther held his sword horizontally, blocking the attack. With a flick of his wrist and a flick of his blade, he thrust it straight at the elf's throat. One of them was a Phantom Assassin, the youngest and most talented Princess Assassin of the Dark Elves. The other one had transmigrated, and was wholeheartedly cultivating to become an Immortal.

This was precisely the kung fu that Taiji Sword Technique was most adept at restraining. Taiji Sword was the one that focused most on static braking, counterattacking later on, seemingly slow but actually fast, no matter how sharp and ruthless the Dark Elf's sword moves were, they were still all broken by Werther's seemingly clumsy sword moves one by one. Sometimes, the Dark Elves were anxious in their hearts, when the sword moves were old, Werther would seize the opportunity to launch a fierce counterattack, threatening her life on several occasions.

Ever since she was young, she had been the most talented soldier in the clan. From the time she started cultivating in battle qi, her improvement had been incredibly fast, and in just a few short decades, she had reached the highest level in battle qi. She had become a Phantom Assassin. She herself was proud of her achievements. Who would have known that when she met this human youth, he would only use a strange sword technique and treat the Dark Assassin Dou Technique she was so proud of as though it was nothing. This humiliation and hatred that she could not vent gradually increased, just like the accumulation of water in a lake. Miss Elf only felt that her blood was boiling and her whole body's qi was flowing at three times faster than usual! The shackles that he had not broken for a long time were now like a piece of paper. He was just one step away from breaking through to the realm that he yearned for in his dreams!

This was the first time that he had used his true Taiji Sword Art to fight an expert like this, so the training he had obtained was unquestionable. Gradually, all that was left in Werther's sight was a longsword, without the shadow of his opponent, and then, there were only circles left, big ones and small ones that continuously danced in the air. No matter how the opponent attacked, one sword could easily resolve them, and he could still borrow strength to hit his opponent and wound his opponent. In the end, Werther's mind focused on one point, just like refining steel in a fire. The more he cultivated, the purer it became. This kind of profound perception was stored to the extreme, crossing the critical point, and finally, with a boom!