C307 A Failed Assassination
C307 A Failed Assassination
Just one or two days ago, when they met, these assassins were still madly laughing at Feng Ci's stupidity. They actually recognized a small Level 4 deacon as Wu Qian's Level 1 deacon. They were so stupid that they didn't complete the mission, but instead, they thought of this mission as a very fruitful one. He gave it to everyone.
These people laughed at Feng Ci for a few days. At the same time, they specifically taught Feng Ci about the difference between Level 4 deacon and Level 1 deacon for free. Feng Ci had been holding it in for a few days. Now, he turned around and looked at the people behind him. These people all shifted their gazes elsewhere.
Everyone knew that unless Thousand Face was dead, it was impossible to hand over something like a communication spar. Any assassin who handed over the communication spar would be hunted down by the Dark Abyss. This was the rule.
As one of the veteran assassins of the Dark Abyss, Thousand Face was naturally clear about these rules. After Feng Ci turned off the communication spar, the other assassins understood that Thousand Faces was either dead or captured.
To assassins, death was better than being caught. Everyone had already tacitly agreed that Thousand Faces was dead!
The Level 4 deacon had killed the Gold Medallion assassin of the Dark Abyss. Although they did not know how the other party had done it. However, such a method was already comparable to a level 2, or even a level 1 deacon.
Feng Ci's mouth twitched slightly. He then said to everyone in the group, "I said, that Level 4 deacon is not ordinary. Unfortunately, no one believed him. Especially this Thousand Faces. He did not listen to orders and acted on his own accord. Relying on his ability to change, he didn't put the world's experts in his eyes. That was it. He was finished. Such a self-righteous fool who didn't listen to advice and treated other people's words as jokes. He's truly a failure who can't accomplish anything. Damn it, damn it!"
Feng Ci pointed at the mulberry tree and cursed it, and his gaze swept across all the faces of his peers. He actually vented a mouthful of resentment. The others were scolded to the point they were ear piercing, but they didn't dare return it. Only one person said softly, "Enough, Feng Ci. Facts have proven that you are right. So what? It is better to complete the mission first."
Feng Ci glanced at the person who spoke. He looked at the person's black mask and saw his foot. They were all wrapped tightly, and there was almost no skin on them.
"Black Kill, I also want to complete the mission. But how do you want to complete it? I think this Wu Qian doesn't plan to come out of the Martial Tower! Could it be that he wants us to attack the Martial Tower?"
Feng Ci retracted his gaze and stood in the dark of the street, looking at the main entrance of the Martial Tower.
Hei Sha also didn't say anything. The most important thing in this trip was obviously to kill this Wu Qian. As for the remaining Level 4 deacon and the like, he could put them away in the future. Hei Sha had already discussed this with Qianmian. Thousand Faces would go and get rid of the remaining people, and he would deal with this Wu Qian.
In order to convince Thousand Face, Black Kill even gave him some benefits. He told him not to come over and snatch Wu Qian's credit. Now, it seemed like all of them had gone down the drain. If he had known this would happen, he might as well have Thousand Faces stay behind to deal with Wu Qian.
Of course, he wouldn't tell Feng Ci about this. He didn't want Feng Ci to find a chance to mock their stupidity.
"Hmm? He came out?"
"Is that him?"
All of a sudden, a figure walked out from the Martial Tower. All the assassins were immediately energized.
They had been squatting for so many days, and now they had finally squatted down. The one who walked out of the Martial Tower's main gate was Wu Qian, who had been recuperating for a few days. After removing the seal on his body, Wu Qian spent some time to study the bottle of dead souls.
Unfortunately, he didn't have any results. Even if the Soul Recovery Treasure was in his hands, he didn't know how to use it. This was truly a depressing thing. After delaying for a few days in Martial Tower, Wu Qian decided to return to the capital city as well.
This kind of thing should be asked by professionals. In the capital city, there were quite a number of such people!
After recovering most of his strength, Wu Qian got up and prepared to leave the Yi Yuan City. After he left Martial Tower, he quickly took out his flying ship. It was a huge sword.
The moment the flying ship was revealed, it immediately made the assassins who were secretly watching feel their hearts palpitate. When they saw the Martial Qi on Wu Qian's body, Feng Ci and the others finally understood how big the gap between them and the Level 1 deacon was.
Feng Ci suddenly felt as if he had underestimated the real Level 1 deacon. Hei Sha also suddenly felt that even if Thousand Face didn't die, the three of them and the other silver assassins might not be a match for Wu Qian.
The opponent's warrior qi had almost reached the level of liquid. This was the performance of a top expert. They were still far from it!
Black Kill said in a low voice, "Feng Ci, you fought with him before?"
Feng Ci shook his head and said, "I just realized how lucky I was last time. He actually escaped from this person after revealing his real body. Ten assassins is not enough! "
Feng Ci immediately made a judgment. Hei Sha also nodded and said," That's right. At least five gold-medal assassins were needed to attack at the same time. Otherwise, we won't be able to take him down! "
" What should we do? "
Feng Ci's eyelids started to twitch.
Black Kill's eyes lit up and said, "Give up the mission. Let's make a long plan!"
Feng Ci was just about to agree when he suddenly saw the huge sword change direction and fly towards them.
With a loud bang, the long sword landed on the street and shook countless people to the ground.
"I am Level 1 deacon Wu Qian, the deacon is handling the case. Disperse!"
Wu Qian let out a furious roar and rushed over.
His eyes were fixed on Feng Ci and the others in the darkness. In an instant, Feng Ci understood that they had discovered them long ago.
"Run!"
Feng Ci gave the order. The other assassins started to run away when they saw Wu Qian's momentum.
Hei Sha's figure also disappeared into the darkness. This was also his famous ultimate skill, Shadow Escape. Feng Ci's body turned transparent as well, and he started trying to escape.
Wu Qian didn't care about the others, he just stared at Feng Ci.
When Feng Ci's body turned transparent, Wu Qian raised his hand and swung his sword. A huge sword light was slashed out, and it looked like a dragon as it rushed out.
"Giant Sword Dragon Slashes!"
With a loud bang, the sword beam created a huge gully on the street. All the civilians who did not manage to dodge in time were cut into pieces by this move. But Wu Qian did not care about these civilians at all. This was him, the Level 1 deacon Wu Qian who did not hesitate to use any means to achieve his goal!
Fury was burning in his eyes. Wu Qian only wanted to know who it was that dared to send assassins to take his life. He wanted to know even more, who knew that he was looking for the Soul Recovery Treasure, and even tried to stop him.
Wu Qian felt that there must be a huge secret behind this.
He wanted to make these foolish people pay a heavy price!