Nine Yang Life and Death Transformation

The three assassins dared not delay, quickly swallowed the antidote, and then circulated their internal energy in an attempt to refine the medicinal power to detoxify.

Taking advantage of the moment, Wu Feilong reached into his waistband and pulled out a uniquely shaped steel ball shotgun, pulling the trigger at the three assassins. In an instant, a series of "bang bang bang" sounds rang out, and hundreds of tiny steel balls whistled out like a rainstorm.

The assassins quickly used their agility to dodge left and right, but despite their efforts, some steel balls still hit them.

"What kind of crooked methods is this kid using? How can he have so many strange and unusual hidden weapons!" The leader of the men in black couldn't help but curse loudly.

"Come on, I have plenty of hidden weapons to deal with you."

At this moment, each of the people present harbored their own ulterior motives, all hoping to stall for time. The man in black desperately hoped that the poison in his body would be cured as soon as possible; while Wu Feilong eagerly awaited that Tie Sheng and the others would get far away. Thus, the two sides remained deadlocked, staring at each other, neither daring to make the first move.

Time ticked by, and the atmosphere grew increasingly tense and heavy. Finally, after a while, Wu Feilong noticed that the three men seemed to be gradually lowering their guard. Secretly pleased, he swiftly pulled the trigger without hesitation. With a loud bang, dozens of steel balls shot towards the three men like arrows. Caught off guard, the three men in black scrambled to dodge.

However, at this critical moment, a dark explosive charge suddenly flew towards them like a cannonball. Immediately following was a deafening roar—"BOOM!" Accompanied by billowing smoke and dust, the previously aggressive man in black was instantly blasted high into the air by the powerful blast, then crashed heavily to the ground a short distance away, dying instantly.

"I'll fight you to the death!" The remaining men in black, enraged and furious, lunged at Wu Feilong with bared teeth and claws. In the blink of an eye, Wu Feilong remained calm and lightly pressed a switch on his chest. Seeing this, the leader of the men in black's expression changed drastically. The image of the dense, chilling poison needles he had previously witnessed flashed through his mind. Realizing the situation was dire, he quickly reached out to grab his charging subordinate and forcefully pulled him back.

But then, something completely unexpected happened—this time, not a single poison needle was fired! It turned out that after the fierce battle, Wu Feilong had run out of poison needles. However, Wu Feilong didn't panic. Instead, he swiftly pulled a shotgun from his waist and pulled the trigger again without hesitation. In an instant, countless tiny steel pellets rained down like a storm, overwhelming the enemy.

The leader of the men in black reacted quickly. Seeing the situation was unfavorable, he immediately dodged behind one of his henchmen, using the unfortunate man as a human shield. Only after the dense rain of steel pellets stopped did he cautiously peek out, survey the surroundings, and, after confirming it was safe, slowly retreat a few steps.

After a thrilling battle, of the original three men in black, only the leader remained, standing alone in the same spot...

Seeing that close combat was ineffective, the leader of the men in black frowned and thought to himself, "In that case, we can only try a long-range attack!" He suddenly swung his right hand, and several pebbles were instantly grasped in his hand, flying towards Wu Feilong like hidden weapons.

Seeing this, Wu Feilong darted behind the massive Simuwu Ding. A series of crackling sounds rang out as the pebbles struck the cauldron, producing crisp clanging noises. At the same time, the man in black, without hesitation, pulled his sword from a nearby magnet and hurled it far away.

As he chanted incantations and formed hand seals, the three swords, as if receiving a command, transformed into three streaks of cold light, shooting straight towards Wu Feilong. Wu Feilong dared not be careless, quickly retrieving a heavy shield from the cauldron and holding it horizontally in front of him. In an instant, three deafening booms resounded as the powerful force emanating from the three swords slammed into the shield, causing Wu Feilong's arms to go numb and forcing him to involuntarily retreat.

However, the man in black's offensive did not stop there. Three swords rained down on him like a storm, each strike containing astonishing power. Wu Feilong gritted his teeth, struggling to hold on, but as time passed, even his incredibly sturdy shield finally reached its limit.

Under yet another violent impact, the shield could no longer withstand such a powerful force and shattered into countless pieces of iron scattered all over the ground.

"Haha, let's see what you can use to defend this time!" The leader of the men in black laughed triumphantly. He waved his hands, controlling the three flying swords to continue attacking Wu Feilong. The flying swords drew closer and closer, and in the blink of an eye, they were already in front of Wu Feilong.

At this critical moment, a dazzling light suddenly ripped through the sky, rushing towards them like lightning. Accompanied by a crisp sound, a mysterious and ancient divine sword struck the three flying swords with unerring accuracy in an extremely strange arc. With a crisp "crack," the three originally menacing flying swords shattered, turning into several pieces of broken iron that fell to the ground.

Immediately afterward, the divine sword, its momentum undiminished, flew straight towards the leader of the men in black, its sharp sword energy carrying it towards him. The man in black stared wide-eyed in terror, trying to dodge, but it was too late. With a muffled "thud," the divine sword pierced his chest in an instant. The man in black shuddered, his pupils dilated sharply, and his face was filled with disbelief. Then, he slowly fell backward, crashing heavily to the ground, dying instantly.

The newcomer was none other than the renowned and revered leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect—He Wei! His robes fluttered, and he descended slowly beside Wu Feilong like an immortal. His gaze anxiously scanned his beloved disciple, his concern evident, and he asked, "Disciple, are you injured?"

Hearing his master's caring words, Wu Feilong felt a warmth in his heart and quickly bowed, saying, "Thank you, Master. It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

Tie Sheng, having traveled a long and arduous journey, arrived at the Heavenly Sword Sect without even a moment's rest. He rushed to the sect's location and recounted everything that had happened, repeatedly urging the disciple to relay the message to the sect's higher-ups as quickly as possible. The disciple, knowing Wu Feilong was the sect leader's disciple, dared not delay and immediately reported the news.

Upon learning the news, He Wei immediately decided to go to the rescue himself. He made a sword incantation, summoned his sword, and then leaped onto its blade, soaring through the air. Due to the urgency of the situation, he used all his flying skills, speeding towards the scene like lightning. Fortunately, he arrived at the scene in time and breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that Wu Feilong was unharmed.