So what if I'm useless? I'll become a saint!

The way ahead was blocked by three Jindan stage masters. They had grim expressions, like three insurmountable mountains.

Behind them, five assassins in the Foundation Establishment Stage were closing in step by step, with bloodthirsty gleams in their eyes.

Surrounding them were dozens of assassins in the Qi training stage, holding various magical weapons, forming an airtight encirclement.

The two of them were surrounded at this moment, and seeing this, Jiuan curled up a cold smile.

Her eyes were like knives, sweeping across everyone present.

"Who sent you here? Cheng Xuan? Or the Cheng family? Or Ling Jiuze?"

Damn, it’s such a hassle not being able to fly!

Chen Yan reminded in a low voice.

"Cheng Xuan is dead."

Upon hearing this, Ling Jiuan sneered even more.

"That's the Cheng family and Ling Jiuze."

One of the killers sneered, his face was ferocious, like a devil from hell.

"Knowing too much will do you no good. If you surrender, you can die a quick death."

However, Ling Jiuan just smiled lightly, her smile was filled with disdain and ridicule.

"Really? I want to see if you have what it takes to kill me."

As she spoke, she suddenly slashed with her sword.

The sword's energy was so powerful that it was like thunder splitting the sky.

The man thought he could block the attack by raising his hand, but he didn't expect the sword to be so sharp that it directly cut off one of his arms.

For a moment, blood splattered everywhere and the man became furious. He widened his eyes and roared.

"court death!"

However, Ling Jiuan just looked at him coldly, her eyes full of ridicule and murderous intent.

"It's still unclear who is seeking death."

As she spoke, she swung her sword again, and the sword light was as fast as lightning, going straight to the man's vital point.

This time, the other two Jindan masters also surrounded him, their eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light, wishing to tear Ling Jiuan into pieces.

Ling Jiuan suddenly felt attacked from both sides, but she did not panic. Instead, she sneered, and with the sword flashing like lightning, she quickly responded to the attacks of the two Jindan masters.

At the same time, just as Chen Yan was about to chase after Ling Jiuan to help him, he was stopped by five foundation-building assassins.

They held magical weapons in their hands and formed a semicircle, trapping Chen Yan tightly.

"Young Master Chen, your opponent is us!"

One of the foundation-building killers sneered, their eyes full of provocation and murderous intent.

They knew Chen Yan's strength, but they knew even more that they could not let him escape today, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

After all, among the younger generation, although Chen Yan is not as good as Ling Jiucheng, his strength should not be underestimated.

Chen Yan frowned upon seeing this, he knew very well that he couldn't fight head-on and could only outsmart the opponent.

On the battlefield, Ling Jiuan and Chen Yan fought separately.

"Humph, you want to kill me? Then let's see if you have what it takes!"

Ling Jiuan snorted coldly, and the sword light became sharper. She shuttled between the two Jindan masters like a ghost, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

Chen Yan was not to be outdone. He waved his spear like a dragon emerging from the sea, and fought hard with the five foundation-building assassins.

However, at this critical moment, a thunder-like sound suddenly rang out, breaking the silence of the battlefield.

I saw a figure flashing across the sky like lightning, rushing straight towards where Ling Jiuan was.

Who is that?

Reinforcements or new enemies?

The next moment, a man wearing a black mask appeared in front of everyone like a god sent from heaven.

He had a tall and straight figure, and was surrounded by a powerful aura that could not be ignored, causing all the killers present to involuntarily bow to him as a sign of respect.

The man raised his hand, motioning for everyone to excuse themselves, and then his eyes passed through the crowd and fell on Ling Jiuan.

His voice was deep and powerful, with an irresistible majesty.

"Miss Lingwu, you will suffer less if you surrender."

Ling Jiuan gripped the hilt of the sword tightly and looked at the man firmly.

She could see that this man had reached the peak of the Golden Core realm and was far stronger than her.

But she was not afraid of this. She had already beaten Cheng Xuan, so she was not afraid of this.

"Humph, you want me to surrender? Let's see if you have the ability to do so!"

Ling Jiuan snorted coldly, and with the sword flashing like lightning, he attacked the man again.

Seeing this, the man's eyes flashed with admiration.

He did not attack immediately, but let Ling Jiuan's sword energy crisscross in front of him.

He wanted to see how powerful this rumored good-for-nothing Fifth Miss was.

However, although Ling Jiuan's sword energy was sharp, it was still unable to break through the man's defense.

The man simply waved his sleeves lightly, and all the sword energy disappeared.

His strength is indeed far superior to Ling Jiuan.

"Miss Ling Wu, your strength is indeed good. But in front of me, you are still too young."

The man said calmly, there was no trace of sarcasm in his tone, he was simply stating the facts.

When Ling Jiuan heard this, a stubborn spirit of refusing to admit defeat surged in his heart.

She knew she was not as strong as others, but she would never give up easily.

She gripped the hilt of her sword, ready to strike again.

However, at this moment, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out.

A figure flashed across the sky like lightning and rushed towards the man wearing a black mask.

That was Chen Yan. He finally broke through the siege of five foundation-building assassins and came to assist Ling Jiuan.

"Humph, you want to use your numbers to bully the few? I, Chen Yan, will not sit idly by!"

The spear in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, going straight for the man's vitals.

The man looked at Chen Yan who was rushing towards him, raised the corner of his lips, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Unbelievable!"

He whispered to himself, raised his hand, and condensed a powerful spiritual power in his palm, attempting to crush Chen Yan into powder.

However, at this critical moment, a strange force suddenly emerged and dissolved the man's attack into nothingness.

The man narrowed his eyes, obviously surprised by this sudden force.

"A life-saving magic weapon?"

He muttered to himself, his eyes scanning Chen Yan.

He knew that anything that could neutralize his attack was definitely not an ordinary thing.

Chen Yan took the opportunity to rush to Ling Jiuan and stood back to back with her.

When the man heard this, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

"Humph, a mere Qi training kid dares to speak nonsense in front of me?"

However, Ling Jiuan and Chen Yan were not shaken by this.

They have no way out in this battle.

"You will know if we are exaggerating or not if you try it!

"Ling Jiuan snorted coldly, and the sword flashed like lightning, attacking the man again.

Chen Yan was not to be outdone. He waved his spear and launched a fierce attack on the man together with Ling Jiuan.

Seeing this, the man's eyes flashed with admiration.

He did not attack immediately, but allowed Ling Jiuan and Chen Yan's attacks to intersect in front of him.

He wanted to see how capable these two young guys were.