All My Skills Are Picked Up

Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang were breathing heavily. Finally, they rushed out from the south wind mountain.    

    

Both of them were exhausted. They threw Yu Ge and Wu Qian aside and breathed heavily on the ground. The journey back was really dangerous. There were a few times when they were almost hit by a big rock on the spot.    

    

Fortunately, Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang could still be considered people who could withstand the pressure. They rushed out at the risk of getting injured. Lo Tian's main reliance was that his skin was thicker and thicker. He also had the healing talent. As for Fatty Zhang, it could only be said that he had used all of his potential, and then he rushed out with his fat all over his body.    

    

In any case, after he came out, Fatty Zhang would never be able to get up again. Lo Tian, on the other hand, could still stand still!    

    

Yu Ge looked as if she had just survived a disaster and said, "Too scary, too scary. I don't want to move with you deacons anymore. You are all scammers, all scammers. You don't even know how to show mercy to women!"    

    

The last sentence was obviously meant for Lo Tian to hear. However, Lo Tian turned a deaf ear to it.    

    

Wu Qian also let out a long breath and said, "Many thanks, Lo Tian, Zhang Yi. I will remember your kindness. When I can move, I will transfer the number to you. If you need anything from me in the future, just tell me."    

    

Wu Qian said seriously.    

    

Lo Tian chuckled and did not answer.    

    

Fatty Zhang looked left and right and said, "Where is the little skeleton? He had made a great contribution this time. Truly amazing, he had destroyed the entire Ghost Sect mansion by himself. Mr Lo, you have a bright future as a servant. Don't tell me he died in there."    

    

Lo Tian said, "Don't worry. He was not a living person to begin with. Even if his body was broken, he could dig out the bones and assemble them himself. He wouldn't die. When have you ever heard of a ghost cultivator being buried alive? He'll be out soon!"    

    

Lo Tian's words made everyone nod their heads slightly. Everyone could clearly see the special condition of the little skeleton.    

    

Everyone began to relax and rest, but Lo Tian faintly felt that something was wrong. Wu Qian, who also had sharp senses, also seemed to have noticed something was wrong. He immediately said, "Lo Tian, there's a killer!"    

    

Wu Qian was indeed experienced in the martial arts world. He directly revealed the identity of the other party. That faint killing intent deceived a half-novice like Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang. However, it was absolutely impossible to deceive Wu Qian.    

    

Unfortunately, Wu Qian's body hadn't recovered yet. After a few days, he still didn't have the basic ability to move. Otherwise, he wouldn't have called out to Lo Tian. Instead, he would have raised his sword and attacked.    

    

Lo Tian turned his head and immediately stared in a direction.    

    

This direction was where Feng Ci was. Feng Ci, who was about to attack, was stunned when he saw Lo Tian staring at him.    

    

"What's going on? I'm invisible, but he can still see me? Nonsense! "    

    

This was the first time Feng Ci had encountered such a situation since he entered the profession. He took a few slow steps and used his unique footwork, Traceless Breeze.    

    

This movement technique could ensure that he would not leave behind a single footprint even if he walked through the muddy water. And no one would be able to sense or see through his invisibility.    

    

Feng Ci floated about like a cool breeze. He circled to Lo Tian's side before stopping. He raised his sword again and was about to attack, but he found Lo Tian's eyes moving towards him. Lo Tian was still staring at him.    

    

"What is going on? Can he really see through the invisible? Impossible, even if it's the high-level deacon's Eye of Barrier, it's impossible! "    

    

Feng Ci's confidence was shaken. Lo Tian's gaze made him feel as if his pride had been snatched away. This made him very unbearable.    

    

Feng Ci immediately used all of his strength to activate his movement technique and moved at high speed. It had to be said that his speed was indeed very fast, and his movement technique was also agile and soundless.    

    

Even Wu Qian could only faintly sense his existence through that faint killing intent, but he was unable to confirm Feng Ci's movements.    

    

Only Lo Tian could see it clearly.    

    

It couldn't be helped, Lo Tian wasn't looking at Feng Ci's people. He was looking at Feng Ci's attributes. This assassin was really an abnormal monster that had dropped attributes. He had drifted all the way here. Lo Tian exclaimed in his heart when he saw this. If he could raise a group of assassins like this... Did he only need to sit at home and pick up his attributes every day?    

    

It was so big. There were so many attributes. Lo Tian was a little envious when he saw it. But he didn't dare to go up and pick it up.    

    

Lo Tian held the Pig Slaughtering Knife in his hand, and his eyes followed the attribute of the knife. No matter how you turn it into a mantis shrimp, I can still see it clearly.    

    

Feng Ci walked around a dozen times, and after making sure that he couldn't shake off Lo Tian's gaze, he finally stopped.    

    

"Amazing, the nemesis of assassins!"    

    

Feng Ci's eyelids started to twitch. As an assassin, his most powerful skill was not the ability to fight face to face, but the ability to hide, move stealthily, and accumulate power.    

    

In a real fight, he was definitely not a match for a Martial Profound Stage warrior. Sometimes, he might not even be able to defeat a peak Martial Master.    

    

However, as long as he hid, he could charge forward and launch an attack. There were basically no ordinary Martial Profound Stage warriors who could block it. By relying on this technique, he had killed countless peak Martial Masters.    

    

Feng Ci's eyes became sharp. He didn't act blindly, but continued to observe Lo Tian.    

    

"Hmm, what a firm gaze. There is clearly no Eye of Barrier Breaking in his eyes. What a strong gaze. I don't have the Eye of Barrier Breaking, but I can see through my talent and movement technique with just one look. This fellow is definitely not an ordinary Level 4 deacon. If a Level 4 deacon had such an ability, it wouldn't be known throughout the world. I'll go straight to the Tower to cultivate."    

    

Feng Ci began to guess in his heart. After he carefully looked at the half of the Pig Slaughtering Knife hanging from Lo Tian's waist, his eyes lit up.    

    

"Good knife, this material, this texture. It was definitely a treasure beyond ordinary. A Level 4 deacon that possesses a treasure? Who was he trying to scare? Hmph, you want to lie to me? It's not that easy. He must be a senior executive."    

    

Feng Ci, who felt that he had seen through the flaw, became even more careful. At the same time, his brain also began to spin rapidly.    

    

"You want to lie to me in your Level 4 deacon robe? The person lying on the ground is the Level 4 deacon, right? This one in front of me must be the Level 1 deacon. It hid his strength and aura? Wait for me to make the first move. Good fellow, he is indeed an expert who knows assassins very well. He knows that once the assassin makes the first move and doesn't hit him, he will reveal a huge flaw. Too cunning, truly too cunning. Fortunately, I didn't fall for it easily. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have to pay a bloody price today."    

    

Feng Ci turned his sword to defend himself. At the same time, he placed his left hand behind his back and touched the short knife he was hiding.    

    

Yes, he was an assassin who cultivated both sword and saber. What was truly powerful was not the sword, but the short knife that he was hiding. That short knife was called Blood Throat, and it was also a weapon comparable to a treasured weapon. Usually, Feng Ci would never use this short knife. Because this was his trump card. Only when he had to put his life on the line could he use it. He'll use it.    

    

A trump card like this, the fewer people who knew, the better. Thus, when he attacked, he had to kill!    

    

Feng Ci was ready to fight to the death. At this moment, Lo Tian had been waiting for Feng Ci to not make a move, so he simply took out his muck-fork.    

    

The muck-fork in his left hand and the Pig Slaughtering Knife in his right hand. Lo Tian was also prepared to fight to the death.    

    

The moment he made his move, it immediately caused Feng Ci's heart to tremble.    

    

"There's also a weapon. This person is also a dual-weapon martial artist? No, he could tell that I was going to use a short knife. That's why he took out another long weapon. muck-fork, this muck-fork is definitely a special weapon. It was specially used to counter assassins' attacks. Cunning, too cunning. Terrifying, too terrifying!"    

    

Cold sweat broke out on Feng Ci's forehead.    

    

Facing such a well-prepared Level 1 deacon that could see through his stealth, Feng Ci suddenly felt that he did not have much chance of winning. If his attack failed, he might really be caught and beaten up by his opponent.    

    

Moreover, his opponent's aura was just that of an ordinary martial master. However, in the next exchange, his opponent would definitely erupt with a powerful cultivation base and take him down in one go.    

    

Feng Ci's palms began to sweat. He was quickly thinking of a countermeasure, whether to pull out the short knife or not.    

    

Lo Tian waited for a long time but did not wait for the assassin to attack. He could not help but say with disdain, " Hey, do you want to move or not? If you don't want to fight, then go home and eat."    

    

Feng Ci let out a cold humph in his heart.    

    

Coming, coming. The most classic verbal attack is to force me to attack first. Go home and eat? Hmph, you want to say that beating me up is as simple as eating!    

    

Arrogant, too arrogant.    

    

Taking a deep breath, Feng Ci's palm firmly grasped his sword. He drew back his left hand. Since his move had been seen through, he couldn't use his killing move anymore. He might as well use his full strength sword art to attack and miss. He would be able to escape a thousand miles away. At least he still had a chance to escape!    

    

After making up his mind, Feng Ci started to condense his warrior qi on the sword again.    

    

As if he could feel the surging martial qi, Wu Qian behind him said softly, "Prepare to use Incarnation Spell."    

    

Lo Tian shivered. At the same time, Feng Ci finally made his move.    

    

His body appeared from the empty space like a phantom, and then he thrust his sword towards Lo Tian's heart with a piercing cold light.