Slaying God: The Agent of the Ancestral Witch, Starting with the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art

Inside Chanyin Pass.

A group of Ashura warriors, each holding a weapon, surrounded Hongying in the center.

Hongying was covered in blood, Haijing's mental strength was almost exhausted, and he was leaning on the spear in his hand. The corpses of the Asura tribe were piled up like a mountain under his feet.

An Asura warrior stared at Hongying fiercely and said viciously, "Brothers, this woman has killed many of our brothers and is now exhausted."

"Let's rush forward and avenge our brothers!"

Two Asura soldiers, holding spears, stabbed at Hongying from the left and right.

Hongying shook the spear in her hand and used the last bit of her mental strength to blast out a rose-fire feather dress.

The brilliant flames spread out in a semicircle, repelling the two Ashura soldiers who were attacking from the front.

puff!

A pitch-black scimitar pierced out from behind Hongying, piercing her body directly, and blood flowed out...

Hongying, covered in wounds, half-knelt on the ground, leaning on her spear. Her life, like the scattered rose fires around her, gradually extinguished...

Wen Qimo, who was not far away, saw Hongying die in battle, and his pupils suddenly constricted!

"Red Tassel..."

"Hongying!!!"

Wen Qimo directly used the Heart Demon Binding Technique to trap the two Asura soldiers closest to Hongying. With a flash of cold light from the straight knife in his hand, he killed the two Asura soldiers.

"Hongying, Hongying!"

Wen Qimo quickly supported Hongying's body. He could feel her body temperature gradually dissipating.

As a ranged mage, all the pressure on Wen Qi Mo was blocked by Hongying.

As the number of Ashura soldiers increased, the casualties of the Night Watchmen also increased.

In the end, only he and Hongying were left.

Now, Lian Hongying was killed in the battle. Wen Qimo was blood-thirsty and directly picked up Hongying's spear on the ground and rushed towards the Asura soldiers like a madman!

With the rage of revenge, Wen Qimo killed the Asura soldiers one after another with a spear in hand.

But he was also blinded by anger. He didn't know how to use a spear at all, so a high-level Asura soldier knocked the spear out of his hand with a sword.

The other party kicked Wen Qi Mo hard in the chest, and the latter flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and landed next to Hongying.

The Asura soldier leaped up with a long sword in his hand and slashed at Wen Qimo fiercely!

"Hongying, see you in the next life..."

Wen Qimo, having lost all his strength, slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

boom!

A silver sniper bullet flew from a distance and hit the Ashura soldier right in the middle of his eyebrows.

The Asura soldier, still in mid-air, flew backward like a broken sandbag, slamming heavily onto the ground, completely losing his vitality...

The Asura soldiers who were about to besiege Wen Qimo were dumbfounded.

They were not even afraid of missiles and artillery, but they were killed by a bullet?

What the hell kind of gun is this? It’s so powerful?

On the top of the high tower, Leng Xuan slowly stood up, holding a blood-red sniper rifle.

His bullets were modified by dwarven craftsmen and are divided into three different types.

The first type is a golden bullet, which can injure a god-level being. A single shot can hit the soul and severely injure a sub-god on the spot, rendering him incapable of combat.

However, the material of this god-killing bullet is too special, and Leng Xuan currently only has the last three bullets in his hand.

The second type is the silver bullet, which can penetrate most mysterious bodies from the Sea Realm to the Klein Realm;

This kind of bullet is also extremely precious, and Leng Xuan only has thirty-nine bullets left.

The third type is bronze bullets, which can target the mysteries in Sichuan and below. There are about one hundred of these bullets.

As he rushed along, he found that these Asura soldiers had very high defense, and even bronze bullets could not cause fatal injuries.

So, he switched to silver bullets and sniped the invaders.

"Leng Xuan?"

Wen Qimo looked at the sniper who was gradually coming down from the high tower with an expression of disbelief.

Leng Xuan carried the blood-red heavy sniper rifle and said slowly, "Qi Mo, long time no see."

Wen Qimo smiled bitterly, "If you had come earlier, you might have been able to see Hongying one last time."

Leng Xuan didn't say anything, but took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, opened the bottle cap, and fed it to Hongying.

Wen Qimo, who was holding Hongying, clearly saw that there was some blood in the white porcelain bottle.

This blood does not smell like rust, but instead emits a strange elixir fragrance.

Wen Qimo looked at Leng Xuan in confusion.

"Oh, this is Xiaonan's blood."

Wen Qimo was still confused, "No, he's almost dead, what's the point of feeding Xiaonan's blood?"

Leng Xuan said seriously: "I forgot to tell you, Xiaonan has become a god."

Wen Qimo was struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.

Becoming a god?!

Are all of you guys going to be so awesome when you go out?

We won’t bother with the fact that he became the captain of a special team and recognized the Supreme God as his godfather and godmother.

Now he's become a god? He's not even a human anymore?!

Leng Xuan said seriously: "Xiao Nan ate the immortality pill and became the new God of Trickery, but she doesn't like this name."

"So we changed the name. Now Si Xiaonan is called Yinshen."

"Her blood contains residual medicinal properties of the Immortality Pill, which can help Hongying hold on to her last breath."

"The Fairy Jiang Zhu from Yao Chi asked me to rush here with Xiao Nan's blood, saying that someone could save Hong Ying."

"Where's Xiaonan?"

"On the way here, I had a fight with the Indian god."

The surrounding Asura soldiers were afraid of the blood-red heavy sniper in Leng Xuan's hand and hesitated to attack.

Leng Xuan's marksmanship was superb. He could shoot wherever he pointed. Five of the Asura soldiers who had just tried to rush over were knocked down by Leng Xuan with just one bullet.

However, as the silver bullets in Leng Xuan's magazine became fewer and fewer, the Asura soldiers gradually surrounded him.

"Brothers, he's running out of bullets. If we all rush forward, he can't kill us all!"

The flames of anger began to burn again in the eyes of the Ashura soldiers.

Wen Qimo, whose mental strength was almost exhausted, picked up the spear on the ground and protected Hongying behind him.

Leng Xuan said calmly: "We have a shooter and a mage, so let's not fight for the front-line work."

The corners of Wen Qimo's mouth twitched slightly, "After not seeing you for so long, you seem to have become more humorous."

"Listen, reinforcements are coming."

As a professional sniper, Leng Xuan is very sensitive to sound.

There was a sound of surging water, coming from far away and surging towards us.

The Asura soldiers could only hear the sound of water but could not see the water flow. They were immediately panicked and looked around.

"I have a sword called Wangchuan!"

A familiar voice seemed to come from the depths of the underworld.

The icy water of the Forgetful River surged out and gathered into the shape of a Han sword. It flew out from the ground in an instant and killed all the Asura soldiers in the pass with one sword!

In the surging Lethe River, a figure wearing a Night Watchman's cloak slowly emerged.

"Everyone, long time no see, I'm back."