153: Chapter 153 I Have a Friend

Exceptional shock simultaneously flickered in the eyes of several assassins.

A few seconds later, one of them pulled off his mask, revealing Wei Jian's rugged and handsome face.

"Interesting. How did you recognize me?"

Mad Dog sneered. "You all know my nickname is Mad Dog, but haven't you inquired about its origin? A dog's nose is the keenest, and my nose is ten thousand times sharper than a dog's."

Wei Jian smiled. "Whatever. Anyway, you're not a believer of the Red God, so naturally, you won't have Gods Blessing. Thus, even on Christmas Eve, you won't be resurrected if you die."

Mad Dog burst into laughter. "Then let's see if you have the ability!"

"Oh?" Wei Jian spread his arms in surprise. "That you can possess Blood Refining-level combat strength at a mere sixth stage of Qi Manipulation is already quite impressive to me. Could it be that you have some other skills you haven't shown yet?"

"After all, you are a disciple of the Six Marshals. If you really do, I'd be very happy to experience them."

"Do you?"

Mad Dog spat out some bloody water. "Scoundrel! Are you even worthy of seeing my true skills?"

Wei Jian couldn't help but laugh, and the other assassins laughed along.

"How disappointing. Why bother with such bluffing just to catch a few more breaths? It's four against one; there's no shame in losing."

Mad Dog also began to laugh, a manic laughter that was shriller and more piercing than the four of them combined.

"I can't beat you. But I have a friend who can, and he's already here."

The assassins immediately fell silent.

Wei Jian stared intently at him, while the others focused their senses entirely on the surroundings.

However, aside from Golden Scorpion's heavy breathing, they could sense nothing else in the surrounding darkness.

After more than a full minute, Wei Jian suddenly laughed again.

"You're really something. Still insisting on playing such a boring trick right before you die."

"Forget it. It's getting late, and you've had your fun. This little brother of yours is quite remarkable; I'll personally find a good place in the heavenly change domain to bury him."

"Let's end this."

They were about to act, but Mad Dog laughed once more.

"I was bluffing a bit just now because his scent was still some distance away. But now, he's truly arrived."

"Damn it, you're doing it again!"

One assassin couldn't take it anymore and lunged forward, a pale blue Battle Qi slashing down toward Mad Dog's head.

To their even greater surprise, Mad Dog didn't even dodge, being sent rolling like a gourd by the Battle Qi without any resistance.

Wei Jian shook his head.

Seeing Mad Dog act so convincingly, he had thought the man was at least stalling for time to recover some strength, and that it would take some effort to finish him off.

But he never expected the fellow to be so weakened.

"Let me take his life!"

Wei Jian strode forward, prepared to finish Mad Dog off.

At that moment, Mad Dog barely managed to spit out the mud in his mouth and cursed loudly, "Tang Long, you jerk! You really don't give a damn about me, do you?!"

Just as the assassins were wondering who Tang Long was, one of the assassins in the rear who hadn't attacked suddenly screamed. His body folded backward at an extreme angle, and his throat was instantly slashed open by a white light.

As blood spurted several feet, Tang Long finally revealed his face from behind, supporting the man's body.

"Dog-bro, what the hell are you screaming for? A grown man whining over a little injury. If you hadn't shouted, I could have taken out at least one more. Do you really think I have the kind of strength you've been bragging about?"

Mad Dog's face twitched, leaving him speechless.

But Wei Jian and the remaining two companions were all exceptionally shocked.

Because they had even sensed carefully just now and hadn't detected the newcomer's presence at all.

For someone to sneak up on them so stealthily, even if they were an expert in stealth, their strength must be formidable and very likely superior to theirs.

Thinking the opponent might be a Open Origin expert, he couldn't help but exchange a look with Mr. Rong.

The two moved in unison, attacking Tang Long from both the left and right.

Tang Long pushed the corpse in his hands away to block one Spirit Blade, then performed a nimble side flip to avoid another.

Then, instead of engaging them, he turned and retreated directly toward Golden Scorpion.

After running about a dozen meters, he suddenly raised his hand and waved it through the air; a green light abruptly rose from Golden Scorpion's body.

Something even more bizarre happened.

Golden Scorpion's body trembled violently, a few strange rasps coming from his throat as he spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. But after spitting it out, he actually sat up unsteadily.

When Tang Long dashed to his side, another flash of green light appeared on him, and he began to crawl up.

Wei Jian was alarmed and quickly charged forward at an even higher speed, simultaneously releasing a Spirit Energy Blade to slash at the two.

Mr. Rong struck even more ruthlessly, releasing two Spirit Blades at once to block their retreat from both front and back.

In this critical moment, Tang Long grabbed Golden Scorpion and shouted, "Off you go!" He threw Golden Scorpion like a cannonball directly at another assassin who was circling around to surround them.

Golden Scorpion was sent flying, but Tang Long himself was hit by two successive bursts of Battle Qi, his body blasted aside.

Seeing Golden Scorpion flying toward him, the assassin in the rear also slashed out a burst of Battle Qi, hitting Golden Scorpion squarely in mid-air.

However, the force of Tang Long's throw was strangely immense; Golden Scorpion's body only flipped in the air, but his speed didn't slow down much.

In the blink of an eye, Golden Scorpion was before him, and the assassin immediately tried his best to evade.

His body dodged, but Golden Scorpion was a living person with limbs. He reached out and grabbed the assassin's collar, and the two of them tumbled away, entangled.

Then, Golden Scorpion showed his prowess again.

Although he still didn't have much strength, he had the Golden Spirit Body and the Hundred Refinements Manual, making him far more durable than an average person.

The assassin pummeled him repeatedly, but was once again locked in a death grip by Golden Scorpion, who then slammed his head into the man's.

Wei Jian watched with shock and fury, accelerating again until he was less than three meters from the fallen Tang Long.

Mr. Rong followed closely behind to the side, no more than ten meters away.

But at that moment, Tang Long suddenly sprang up from the ground and charged at the two with incredibly startling speed.

Both were startled and slowed their pace, simultaneously launching more Battle Qi attacks.

Tang Long ducked low, letting the two bursts of Battle Qi pass over him as he sped through the gap between them.

Turning around, they could both see the shock in each other's eyes.

They were genuine Blood Refining Upper Realm experts. The previous two bursts of Battle Qi had hit Tang Long squarely. These last two, though not direct hits, should have at least grazed him.

Even if the opponent were a Open Origin, he should be injured by now, or at least have his movements hindered.

But Tang Long... why was he running even faster instead?

Who exactly was this guy?

And... what kind of technique was that green light he waved through the air?

While they were still filled with doubt and suspicion, they saw Tang Long run up to Mad Dog and wave his hand again; a green light lit up on Mad Dog's body.

And in the rear, Golden Scorpion, after frantically head-butting another assassin to death, actually stood up unsteadily.

"It looks like the Blood Evocation Art of the Guardian Priests under the Pope, a forbidden technique that forcibly stimulates vitality for combat. If my guess is correct, he should also have blood-control abilities. Be extremely careful; it's best not to bleed!"

Wei Jian warned in a low voice, but it only elicited a cold sneer from Mr. Rong.

"Even our impromptu plan ran into an accident. The Songcheng Sect really does have some skill."

Opposite them, Tang Long suddenly chimed in with a smile, "You're right, Mr. Rong from the Yuanwu Kingdom. The Sect's skills are indeed a bit greater than you imagine."

Wei Jian and Mr. Rong were stunned once again.