My Pretty Campus Queen

Ten disciples leaped out, forming a line, and the ten disciples behind them soared into the air, stepping onto the shoulders of the disciples below.

"Attack!"

With Ru Nian’s shout, the ten disciples above all flew out together, swinging their swords at the approaching Zhao Ping and Zhao An brothers.

The disciples flew out, exchanged two moves, and formed a circle in mid-air while the disciples below immediately took their positions. The disciples above attacked Zhao Ping and Zhao An while rotating and suddenly landed on the shoulders of the ten disciples below, then immediately soared back into the air.

This continued several times, making Zhao Ping and Zhao An gradually feel the power of the sword formation, so they immediately landed, sweeping like autumn winds clearing fallen leaves.

At this moment, the disciples on the ground leaped up to be received by the aerial disciples, and the two groups exchanged positions.

Zhao Ping and Zhao An, back to back, rested for a moment, vigilantly watching the surrounding enemies. Just then, Kuang Shengtian sensed that the two generals of the Zhao Family seemed trapped by the sword array and immediately ordered, "All forces, attack!"

Hundreds of people started charging over, Ru Nian quickly instructed the disciples to take position and then shouted, "Swear to defend the Assassin Group to the death!"

"Swear to defend the Assassin Group to the death!"

Everyone shouted in unison and began charging at the enemy.

In an instant, the sound of clashing weapons and cries filled the air. The disciples of the Assassin Group fought bravely, killing countless enemies, but ultimately suffered heavy casualties due to being outnumbered.

Soon, only a few remained on the Assassin Group’s side: Junior Brother Xiaoliu, Ding Kong, Ru Nian, Gu Yuxin, and two junior brothers, a total of six people.

While Kuang Shengtian’s side also suffered numerous casualties, they still had four to five hundred people. For Kuang Shengtian, as long as they achieved their goal, none of this mattered.

"Hahaha, you might as well surrender, there’s only a few of you left. What do you have to fight me with?" Kuang Shengtian said grimly, gritting his teeth.

"Humph, we won’t surrender; we are warriors of the Assassin Group, preferring to die in battle rather than submit," Ru Nian replied, deliberately glancing at Gu Yuxin, knowing she’s not originally from the Assassin Group.

She smiled slightly, nodding in understanding. Although Gu Yuxin was a bit scared, seeing the hundred brave Assassin Group disciples ready to die without hesitation deeply moved her. She felt it would be an honor to die with them.

So, at this moment, she considered herself a part of the Assassin Group.

Seeing Gu Yuxin so determined, Ru Nian howled to the sky, "Today, the hundred members of the Assassin Group, with heaven as our witness, we don’t ask to be born in the same year, same month, same day, but only to die in the same year, same month, same day."

After saying that, the six of them raised their swords together, ready to charge.

"Hahaha, since you wish to die, I’ll grant your wish. Archers, ready!"

Upon his word, over fifty archers advanced, drawing their bows.

"Ready, fire arrows!"

With the order, dozens of arrows shot over at once.

At this moment, a tachi flew swiftly, a beam of light crashing into the ground, as Fang Yan flashed in front of the six.

With both hands joined and raised, he shouted, "Godless Technique," instantly destroying the arrows, turning them into debris scattered on the ground.

Seeing Fang Yan, Kuang Shengtian was startled, and Zhao Ping and Zhao An immediately took to the air, wielding a saber and sword with all their might, striking out.

Fang Yan waved his right hand, creating a powerful airflow that collided with the rapidly arriving Powerful Qi, causing a loud explosion.

Taking advantage, Fang Yan leaped with lightning speed, joining palms with Zhao Ping and Zhao An, forming a two-on-one standoff.

But in the next moment, Zhao Ping and Zhao An slowly bled from their mouths, unable to endure any longer.

"Ah!"

Both released their grips as a palm from the Daoist struck them, making them land heavily and spit blood as they fainted.

Fang Yan, seemingly angry, immediately aimed a palm strike at Kuang Shengtian’s head, scaring him into a frantic block with his hands.

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared.

A man with a black face resembling Guan Gong flashed out, delivering a punch that met the Daoist’s palm, causing a powerful shockwave that knocked everyone around to the ground, dust swirling everywhere.

Once the dust settled, Kuang Shengtian finally saw who it was in front of him, and Fang Yan also flew over, standing beside the Assassin Group disciples.

"Dad, you’re here."

Seeing Kuang Chenggong’s arrival, Kuang Shengtian breathed a sigh of relief, nearly dying just now.

"Hahaha, Fang Yan, long time no see."

Kuang Chenggong ignored his son and directly greeted Fang Yan.

"Kuang Chenggong, you heartless man, destroying the Assassin Group while I was in seclusion, this grudge must be avenged!" Fang Yan, although now a Saint-level, potentially advancing to immortality, had not expected such events to occur frequently lately.

"Oh? Are you sure you can kill me? I think not; your Godless Technique hasn’t reached Great Perfection. Don’t underestimate my Phantom Divine Skill."

Actually, Kuang Chenggong considered his Divine Skill slightly superior, and knowing Fang Yan had expended considerable strength to save Wu Guangzu, felt even more confident.

Fang Yan, aware of his own limitations, understood Kuang Chenggong’s arrogance stemmed from knowing his situation.

Therefore, he didn’t intend to fight to the end but sought an opportunity to rescue his disciples.

"Ru Nian, when there’s a chance, lead the junior brothers to the secret cave entrance and wait for my command," Fang Yan relayed through Vacuum Transmission to Ru Nian.

Ru Nian was startled, but the familiar voice made him quickly respond, nodding understandingly at his master.

Fang Yan took a deep breath and stepped forward, his right hand released, sending the Blood Shadow Saber flying into the sky, suddenly transforming into a giant Illusory Blade that glowed brightly.

"Godless Tyrant Saber?"

Kuang Chenggong immediately recognized this as Fang Yan’s strongest move.

He sprang into the air, raising his right hand as flames ignited, morphing into a powerful Qilin Arm, flashing rapidly toward Fang Yan.

Fang Yan exerted strength, chopping the Tyrant Saber precisely onto the Qilin Arm. In an instant, the earth trembled, and shockwaves radiated in all directions.

Everyone below quickly took cover.

In the next moment, Kuang Chenggong thrust powerfully, bouncing the Tyrant Saber back, and Fang Yan leaped, dancing like lightning through the air.

Kuang Chenggong had also entered a high-intensity attack mode, the two of them transforming into balls of light, each surrounded by Qi protection layers, astonishing those below.

After dozens of exchanges, Fang Yan and Kuang Chenggong landed together, standing for a moment before Kuang Chenggong smirked wickedly.

He raised his arms, striking forcefully at the ground, creating a huge fissure there. Fang Yan quickly flew up to avoid the attack, then followed through and struck down with a saber.

"Hmph, trying to chop me while I’m vulnerable, no way."

Kuang Chenggong thought coldly, exerting force with his arms back, standing upright, and shouted, "Golden Bell Divine Shield."