Chapter 1433 - 1434: Deadly Poison
Yang Fei stood still, feeling the cold air brushing past his cheeks and neck, hiding endless killing intent.
This feeling entirely stemmed from Yang Fei's sixth sense, indescribable in words.
However, Yang Fei knew that the enemy was lurking around.
His body didn't move, yet he initiated Snake Stupefaction, his divine sense spreading around like ripples, while releasing the threatening aura of Extreme Tiger to intimidate the enemy.
The Extreme Tiger technique of Yang Fei had been cultivated to the Great Perfection realm.
Once he unleashed his internal intimidating aura fully, it shocked the world, causing all living beings within a kilometer to flee.
With such imposing momentum, the ninjas hidden in the dark dared not act hastily, resulting in a stalemate.
Yang Fei knew that this battle of auras wouldn't last long.
The enemy was in the dark, while he was in the open; if he didn't find the enemy's traces in time, he would eventually suffer.
In the darkness, Yang Fei widened his eyes.
The power of Snake Stare left no gloom undetected before Yang Fei.
Suddenly, Yang Fei noticed something strange with the long shadow of the distant streetlamp pole, its form appeared slightly bloated.
Clang!
Yang Fei untied the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army from his belt, buzzing as it resonated.
Yang Fei achieved unity of man and sword, shooting toward the streetlamp pole like a rainbow.
Ah!
Someone let out a piercing scream, and a faint silhouette abruptly appeared from behind the streetlamp.
Amid the bursting blood light, half of that person's arm flew into the air, along with the blood.
And as the blood splattered, the faint silhouette vanished from Yang Fei's sight, blending into the sea like clear water.
Yang Fei couldn't help but marvel, acknowledging the elusive expertise of the Eight Gates Ninja standing on par with the Eight Great War God Families.
However, any invisibility technique merely exploits optical refraction, visual errors, magic, camouflage biology, and so on.
Generally speaking, with keen observation, flaws can always be found.
Initially, in this darkness, finding ninjas through tiny clues was extremely difficult.
However, the enemy probably never dreamed that after Yang Fei broke through Snake Stare, he gained miraculous night vision ability.
Yang Fei grasped his sword with one hand, his silhouette slanting under the lamplight, extending long.
Despite being one man and one sword, he unleashed incomparable intimidating aura.
Suddenly, Yang Fei knelt on one knee, stabbed his longsword into the sewer beneath, a blood arrow sprayed wildly out, staining the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army.
At this moment, a leaf leisurely fell down from the trees.
Coincidentally, the leaf spun and descended toward Yang Fei's head.
Yang Fei's longsword slashed horizontally in a 360-degree sweep, both angle and force flawless.
"Ah!"
A figure was cut in half at the waist, bloodied and terrifying, its body abruptly emerged from the night.
After consecutive heavy blows, Yang Fei clearly felt the surrounding crisis gradually abating.
Obviously, with continual casualties, the enemy had already grown timid.
In the nearby Honda car, a gray-haired elder and a middle-aged man watched the battle through the car window.
The elder was extremely shocked, muttering to himself.
"I never expected this guy to be not only a top martial arts master but seemingly also skilled in assassination, invisibility, and breaking momentum."
"Such a person is terrifying, absolutely cannot be left alive."
The middle-aged man, holding a monocular, activated the infrared night vision feature, also appeared extremely shocked.
"I never imagined, the formidable ninja could be so vulnerable, this dense fog and darkness seemed to have no effect on him."
The elder sighed.
"Lord Iga, I'm afraid it will take a Chunin of four-star or higher to kill this person, let's retreat, this mission has failed."
Lord Iga looked at the elder in surprise: "Chairman, can't even you kill this guy?"
The elder shook his head: "I'm just a Three-Star Ninja."
"Although I'm barely the chairman of the Luoshanji branch, I'm old now, battles like these are no longer suitable for me."
Lord Iga seemed a bit unconvinced, saying flatly: "Then let me, a Three-Star Ninja, experience this master's techniques."
"Speaking of Kung Fu, he's a Great Grandmaster, but assassination and Martial Arts realm are not necessarily linked."
The elder was slightly startled, looking at Lord Iga, hurriedly trying to stop him.
"Don't act rashly, you're here in Luoshanji for training, not for missions, and this person..."
Before finishing his words, Lord Iga had opened the car door, his body blending into the dark night instantly.
The elder sighed, wanting to get out, but his hand touching the car door withdrew again,
He shook his head, sighed deeply: "Young people, too impulsive."
While the elder and Lord Iga were talking, Yang Fei consecutively killed two more ninjas.
One was pinned dead behind a trunk, another fell in the shrubbery of the greenbelt.
However, Yang Fei deeply felt that not only was the sense of crisis unresolved, but it also intensified.
He crouched, his longsword pointed diagonally at the ground, ready to strike.
The blood on the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army dripped onto the ground, making a ticking sound.
The murderous intent in the air was like mercury injected, suffocating.
At this moment, Yang Fei suddenly felt a chill behind him, he almost instinctively did a somersault, flipping forward.
Whoosh!
A flash of icy blade swept past, tearing Yang Fei's back garment.
The icy blade felt prickling, even causing goosebumps on his skin, chilling to the bone.
Yang Fei flipped mid-air, dodging a sneak attack, the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army reflexively swung back, acting like lightning.
This strike, however, fell on empty air.
Immediately, Yang Fei felt a pain on his left flank, as the hidden enemy struck again.
This sneak attack came silently, cutting Yang Fei's skin.
Yang Fei was startled, clutching his left rib.
He realized the wound wasn't painful, but rather numb, intensifying his wariness.
The enemy's blade contained potent poison.
Being at Yang Fei's martial arts realm, his bodily functions were so strong that ordinary poison had no effect on him.
However, right after the skin was breached, Yang Fei immediately felt the wound becoming numb.
This poison was exceedingly potent, as could be imagined.
And the ninja managing to approach Yang Fei silently, eluding the perception of Snake Stupefaction, had extraordinary invisibility skills.
Yang Fei knew he was facing a master, maneuvering the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army in a circle, engaging in Night Battle Eight Directions, blooming with sword flowers, as he swiftly retreated, staying vigilant.
The toxin began to take effect, the numb sensation spreading from the wound in all directions.
Yang Fei took a deep breath, suddenly letting out a long roar, like a furious tiger howling!
Roar!
The heavy sound waves, like countless air bombs exploding, whipped up an unstoppable frenzy within over a hundred meters.
Wherever the frenzy swept, a shadow grunted, staggered out of the darkness, then disappeared.
Whew!
Yang Fei united with his sword, launching fiercely toward the void ahead.