Chapter 104: Stealthy Assassination

  Zhang Heng was in a stealth state, his body approaching Wang Yuan's stout physique.

  Although his opponent was only a mid-term cultivator of Qi Refining, Zhang Heng didn't want to waste any more effort than necessary. If he could kill him instantly, then so be it, saving energy wasn't a bad thing.

  Suddenly, Zhang Heng's gaze flickered to the top of Wang Yuan's head and found that he already had two Blood Kill marks.

  According to Zhang Heng's understanding, Wang Yuan had a low-grade spiritual artifact in his hand. His cultivation was at the mid-stage of Qi Refining. To kill two cultivators of the same rank in the Blood Kill Temple, where elites of the same rank were everywhere, was almost impossible.

  Not to mention killing a fellow cultivator of the same rank, even killing two second-grade demon beasts would be somewhat difficult.

  At this thought, Zhang Heng's figure suddenly stopped, and he swept his divine sense around him.

  "What a wonderful Wangyuan, yet he has set up so many traps around himself." Zhang Heng was slightly shocked in his heart.

  In Zhang Heng's spiritual observation, there were no less than a dozen kinds of prohibitions set up around Wangyuan, and if he approached rashly, he would probably be affected by his way.

  With a "slap", Wang Yuan's hand shot out a talisman, which hit a nearby tree. A red light quickly merged into the big tree.

  Prohibition symbol? Zhang Heng was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Wang Yuan to use this rarely used seal script.

  Generally entering the Blood Kill Cave Mansion, they are all equipped with some second-order attack talismans, which is more beneficial for killing enemies.

  Wang Yuan's chubby face scanned around and, seeing no one coming, he again cast many prohibition talismans, covering his surroundings with a wind and rain that nothing could penetrate.

  Facing so many kinds of bans, Zhang Heng was a bit headache, and it was impossible to kill the opponent in seconds.

  Just as Zhang Heng was deep in thought, three people walked over from the front, one of whom had reached the stage of refining his Qi to the Great Perfection.

  "Isn't that Yuwen Lin from the Wind Slashing Sect?" Zhang Heng immediately recognized the young cultivator with a calm demeanor who was leading the group.

  Next to him were two monks, both of whom had reached the late stage of Qi refining and were also inner disciples of Feng Xing Men.

  Yuwen Lin's forehead did have three blood kill marks, but the two beside him didn't have all three blood kill marks.

  Wang Yuan's face turned pale as soon as he saw the three men approaching, with a lot of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and his fat body leaned against the tree weakly.

  This guy is quite an actor! Zhang Heng couldn't help but admire him and was also preparing to enjoy the show.

  "Yuwen Shixiong, look, there's an injured monk over there..."

  A young monk in yellow robes was the first to discover Wang Yuan in a "critically injured" state.

  "Isn't that Wang Yuan of the Xianyun Sect?" Another late-stage Qi Refining cultivator surprisingly recognized Wang Yuan's identity.

  Yuwen Linmo was silent, taking the two of them to a place about ten or more meters away from Wangyuan, where he stopped.

  "You... save me... I just used a secret technique to kill two monks from the Lonely Heaven Fortress, and now my vitality is severely injured..." Wang Yuan looked at the three people in front of him with a weak gaze, stretching out his hand without strength.

  The yellow-robed monk saw this and immediately had a joyful expression, asking: "Wang Shidi, as fellow practitioners of Fangyun Mountain, how could I just stand by and watch you die?"

  He said here, he took a few quick steps forward, and at this time, Yuwen Lin shouted: "Wait!"

  "Yuwen Shixiong, what's wrong?" asked the yellow-robed cultivator in confusion.

  Yuwen's expressionless face said: "Don't get close to this person, directly use magic to kill him from a distance."

  Zhang Heng, who was quietly standing by, rather appreciated Yuwen Lin's thoughts.

  With a faint smile in his heart, Zhang Heng's figure gradually approached the yellow-robed monk.

  That yellow-robed monk's hands flew swiftly as he executed the spiritual seal, and a fire snake spewing hot waves shot towards Wang You.

  At this moment, Zhang Heng suddenly punched the yellow-robed monk in the chest.

  "Boom!"

  The monk's body was instantly blasted out of a great distance, his chest caved in, and countless bones were broken, dying instantly!

  And after Zhang Heng killed the yellow-robed Taoist with one punch, he himself did not expose his figure at all because he didn't use any spiritual energy.

  A real stealth kill!

  Rumble

  At the moment when Zhang Heng died, a row of sharp earth thorns suddenly protruded from the original ground and narrowly brushed past Zhang Heng.

  "Unexpectedly, even underground there are ambushes?" Zhang Heng's body was covered in cold sweat, this Wang Yuan is really too sinister.

  Even if Zhang Heng didn't make a move, the yellow-robed cultivator couldn't escape his fate of death.

  Yuwen Lin and another monk were shocked by the scene before them.

  Just then, Wang Yuan, who was originally "seriously injured", suddenly jumped up and cursed loudly:

  "Which bastard stole my prey..."

  The fatty flesh on his face trembled slightly, his eyes scanning around, but unfortunately he didn't cultivate any advanced stealth techniques, so he couldn't see Zhang Heng who was in a hidden state.

  Zhang Heng smiled slyly, and an additional Blood Kill mark appeared on his head.

  It's okay, this blood killing mark seems to have become a part of the monk's body. When Zhang Heng hides, the blood killing mark also disappears along with him.

  This Blood Kill Cave Mansion is indeed an independent space, with its own set of rules and systems.

  After reaching his goal, Zhang Heng quickly moved away from this place without staying for a moment.

  Just as Zhang Heng's figure disappeared into the distance, Yuwen Lin suddenly gazed in the direction he had left, muttering softly to himself: "Feng Xing... it was him..."

  "What are you two little kids still doing here? Come on up if you have the guts!" Wang Yuan shouted at Yuwen Lin and the other, seemingly not taking them seriously.

  Yuwen's eyes were cold and stern as he looked at him for a few moments before spitting out a few words: "Fatty, you're looking for death!"

  ……

  Zhang Heng couldn't see the good show that was about to unfold, and he quickly left the small woods in stealth mode. Before long, he returned to the gathering place of the monks at Dutiange Fort.

  "What's wrong with you guys?" As soon as Zhang Heng arrived here, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit off.

  The monks of Dutiange Fort all looked unwell, even Shi Lei, who was usually calm and composed, hung his head low.

  "Unexpectedly, this Fang Yunshan really has a hidden talent, the five people who acted together just now are all dead, and they were killed by one person."

  He Yixiu sighed lightly.

  "How did you know it was Fang Yunshan's people who killed them?" Zhang Heng asked in puzzlement.

  As for the few people sent out earlier, Zhang Heng still knew that because the old practitioner's head was still missing a blood kill mark, He Yixiu had sent several more practitioners to help him obtain the blood kill mark.

  "That man you may know, he's holding a very strange blood sword, and has been chasing one of our junior brothers wearing the Defensive Spirit Artifact all the way here. In the end, not only did he snatch away the Defensive Spirit Artifact, but also killed two senior cultivators who came to meet him..." Shi Lei's heavy voice made Zhang Heng understand everything.

  "Li Hong?" Zhang Heng of course knew who it was that held the Blood Sword.

  From what they said, Li Hong seemed to have killed seven monks from Dugu Sky City in one breath and left calmly.

  "Didn't you stop him?" Zhang Heng asked knowingly.

  "That man's attack power is terrifying, Miss He and I joined forces but couldn't stop him. If Brother Zhao were here earlier, there would have been some chance...". Shi Lei didn't hide it either, seemingly having a high opinion of Zhang Heng's strength.

  Zhang Heng understood that Li Hong's current strength within the Dongfu was definitely a top-notch existence, and only people like Nan Ming Mu Xuan could contend with him.

  "Now we have a total of twenty-six people, everyone just stay here and don't leave easily."

  He Yixiu took a quick count of the number and instructed the masters below.

  The number of people who entered the Blood Kill Cave Mansion with Du Tianbao was forty, and now only twenty-six are left.

  The monks all responded in unison, so who would still dare to leave alone?

  Nowadays, those who dare to wander around outside alone are either top-notch or idiots.

  "What's next? Are we going to try and open the temple..." Zhang Heng asked softly, standing beside He Yixiu.

  He Yixiu's eyes, veiled by her face covering, fell on Zhang Heng's face, and the breathtakingly beautiful features still held a hint of a smile. "You seem to be even more anxious than I am?"

  He let out a soft hum and turned his face away, his gaze fixed on the vivid carvings in the distance.

  At this moment, a black-robed youth grasped a monk in his hand and slowly flew towards the statue.

  "Nan Ming?" Zhang Heng and He Yixiu recognized this person at the same time.

  Has he thought of some way to open the temple?