221: The assassin has appeared!

Ling Xi looked at the self-satisfied Gray-Robed Old Man, a hint of a perfectly timed, dependent, and "weak" smile appearing on her cold Face as she spoke:

"Senior has vast Divine Ability and shakes the four directions with your might. From now on, the safety of us few will have to rely on you, Senior."

Her voice was crisp, carrying a sense of relief, as if she had "found a backer."

Hearing this, the Gray-Robed Old Man was even more pleased with himself. He stroked his beard and laughed loudly, his vigilance relaxing a few more notches.

"Hahaha! Easy! Easy! Don't worry, little girl. Follow this old man, and I guarantee no one will dare to touch a hair on your heads! Quickly, bring me the secret order!"

He urged again, already somewhat impatient.

In the distance, You Ying took in this entire scene.

Combining this with the meaningful glance Ling Xi had just given, he instantly understood her entire scheme!

"So that's it!" You Ying sneered inwardly, a flash of understanding and deeper amusement appearing in his eyes.

"What a brilliant use of borrowing a knife to kill! What a brilliant way to shift the disaster!"

"This little girl intends to push this greedy old guy to the front, using him as a shield to block my Netherworld Hall and as a thug to charge ahead!"

"What a decisive calculation! To be able to utilize every available factor and come up with a response strategy in such a short time... this girl cannot be underestimated!"

Having figured all this out, You Ying was not angry; instead, his estimation of Ling Xi rose even higher.

This game of chess had become increasingly interesting.

"Since you want to borrow a knife to kill..."

The corners of You Ying's mouth beneath his mask curled into a cold, cruelly amused arc. "Then this Seat shall grant your wish!"

"I will accept this 'knife'! It's perfect to use this old ghost's head to add the most vivid stroke to my Netherworld Hall's 'failure' this time!"

His cold Divine Thought transmitted into the minds of the four Peak King Realm assassins behind him:

"I will go deal with that Gray-Robed Old Man. You go assassinate those four. Strike ruthlessly, make a big scene, and ensure this grand performance is played out with a bang!"

"Yes!" Four cold Killing Intents quietly condensed in the shadows.

With his mind made up, You Ying did not hesitate.

He extended his right index finger. At the tip, a drop of blood, crimson with a dark golden luster and containing vast Saint King essence, slowly seeped out.

He flicked his finger, and the blood drop silently merged into the shadows ahead.

The next moment, the shadow writhed and expanded violently as if it had life, quickly outlining a human silhouette.

In the blink of an eye, a figure with the exact same appearance and aura as You Ying's main body solidified.

It was exactly You Ying's Saint Blood Incarnation!

This Incarnation not only possessed part of the combat consciousness and experience of You Ying's main body, but its aura was also perfectly simulated and suppressed to the Peak Quasi-Saint Realm. It was incredibly solid, with full flesh and blood.

Its eyes were sharp as a hawk, and its body exuded a tyrannical pressure comparable to that of the Gray-Robed Old Man. Because of its assassin nature, it even had a bit more sharp Killing Intent.

Whoever looked at it would see a living, terrifyingly powerful top assassin of the Netherworld Hall; it was impossible to tell that this was an Incarnation!

A cold light, identical to the main body, flashed in the Incarnation's eyes. With a movement of its body, it merged into the night, sneaking toward the valley like a ghost.

At the same time, the four Peak King Realm assassins behind You Ying, like hounds receiving instructions, quietly dispersed and flanked from different directions.

In the valley, the Gray-Robed Old Man was still waiting for Ling Xi to hand over the Seven-Star Vice Order, already somewhat impatient.

Suddenly, a terrifying Killing Intent carrying naked destructive intent, like several invisible sharp blades, struck suddenly.

This Killing Intent was so intense that the Gray-Robed Old Man's hair stood on end, and his complexion changed drastically!

He turned his head abruptly, only to see five figures attacking like death gods stepping out of Hell!

The leader, shrouded in a gray robe, had a cold Face and hollow, dead eyes. It was exactly You Ying's Saint Blood Incarnation!

The Peak Quasi-Saint aura radiating from it was incredibly sharp! Although the four people behind it were only at the Peak King Realm, their Killing Intent was condensed and their coordination was tacit, clearly top-tier assassins who had long experienced the battlefield!

"Netherworld Hall!"

The Gray-Robed Old Man exclaimed, shocked and angry.

He did not expect that there would be assassins from the Netherworld Hall here, and the lineup was so powerful!

A Peak Quasi-Saint assassin, plus four Peak King Realm ones! This was definitely the top assassination lineup of the Netherworld Hall!

At the very moment this Killing Intent descended and the situation was tense, Ling Xi's voice rang out at the perfect time, carrying a perfectly timed "panic" as she spoke urgently to the Gray-Robed Old Man:

"Careful, there are assassins! Please, Senior, keep your promise and protect us!"

The Gray-Robed Old Man's hair stood on end again. A strong sense of crisis made his scalp numb, and he could no longer care about his Face.

He hurriedly waved his hands at the leading You Ying Incarnation and explained at a very fast speed: "Misunderstanding! Fellow Daoists of the Netherworld Hall, this is absolutely a huge misunderstanding! This old man is Venerable Xuanyin. I do not know these young friends in front of me at all; I have no connection to them!

I am just passing by this place by chance and have no relationship with them! I will absolutely not interfere with the grievances between you. I will leave now! I will leave now..."

While speaking, he tried to retreat slowly, indicating his stance of having no intention to fight, just wanting to escape this place of trouble quickly.

However, his response was the hoarse, cold, and disdainful sneer of the You Ying Incarnation, full of Killing Intent, sounding like rough sandpaper rubbing together:

"Misunderstanding? I saw you blocking in front of them with my own eyes. Die!!!"

Before the voice fell, not giving the Gray-Robed Old Man any chance to explain again, the You Ying Incarnation had already erupted into an attack!

His figure flashed, tearing through space like a ghost, appearing directly in front of Venerable Xuanyin. The pair of Netherworld Ghost Claws in his hands, wrapped in the aura of death, let out a shrill shriek as they aimed straight for the opponent's heart!

The attack was ruthless and decisive, with absolutely no room for hesitation or reasoning!

"You! Unreasonable!"

Venerable Xuanyin was shocked and angry; his lungs were about to explode with rage! He did not expect the people of the Netherworld Hall to be so overbearing and ferocious, not even giving him a chance to explain, and going straight for the kill!

In his haste, he could only roar, his palms wrapped in vast Mysterious Yin Qi as he struck out fiercely!

For a moment, energy roared and exploded in the valley; Sword Qi tore through the sky, and claw shadows were treacherous and tricky!

Venerable Xuanyin was completely plunged into a bitter battle!

He was so aggrieved he wanted to vomit blood. He clearly just wanted to pick up a bargain, so how did he inexplicably become someone else's shield and get beaten to death by a lunatic?

At the same time, the other four Peak King Realm assassins, like four arrows shot from a bow, pounced straight toward Ling Xi and the other three!

"Protect Little Fatty!"

Xiao Ruobai roared, the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd fiercely meeting one of the assassins.

Fang Hanyu drew the Primordial Sword, the Chaos Sword Domain expanded, instantly intercepting another person.

Ling Xi formed seals with her jade hands, a clear light barrier reappeared, protecting Wang Xiaopang while cleverly diverting the attacks of the other two assassins to the side.

The battlefield was instantly divided into two!

On the main battlefield, Venerable Xuanyin was shocked and angry!

The You Ying Incarnation's Face was as cold as iron, its offensive like a storm, the Netherworld Ghost Claws carrying a Soul-tearing shriek, every move fatal.

"Bastards! You go too far!" Venerable Xuanyin was provoked into true anger, his Mysterious Yin Qi erupting fully, colliding fiercely with the Incarnation.