53: Chapter 53: Shadow Blade's Debut, Twin Assassins Launch Night Raid on the Asura Palace
"Clang!"
A crisp, piercing sound of metal scraping suddenly tore through the deathly silent night sky over the harbor.
A uniquely long Tang sword, crimson all over as if soaked in blood, was suddenly drawn by Lin Tian!
Under the glare of hundreds of surrounding searchlights, the blade refracted a chilling, ominous cold light.
This was the supreme token of the Asura Temple.
The asura blood blade, which had been stained by the souls of countless overseas overlords!
"Qin Yuan!"
Lin Tian gripped the hilt tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force, his eyes red enough to drip blood.
He was like a lone wolf cornered, ready for a desperate final struggle.
"You cut off my financial path, destroyed my foundation, and turned my people against me!"
"Even if I die today, I will drag you down with me!"
Lin Tian pointed the tip of his blade directly at Qin Yuan, who was standing on a high container, and let out the most miserable roar.
"If you're a man, get down here and fight me one-on-one!"
The night wind howled, mixed with the fishy smell of the river water.
Qin Yuan looked down at him from a position of superiority, his eyes devoid of even the slightest ripple.
It was as if he were looking at a monkey baring its fangs and brandishing its claws in a zoo.
"One-on-one?"
Qin Yuan touched his chin, a sneer curling the corner of his mouth as if looking at an idiot.
"Hall Master Lin, have you been hiding in the sewer for too long, or has water gotten into your brain?"
"I am a wealthy Young Master Qin worth trillions; why would I put down my guns and cannons to engage in hand-to-hand combat with a stray dog like you?"
Qin Yuan brushed the dust off his trench coat, his tone extremely contemptuous.
"Are you worthy?"
These three words were like an invisible slap, fiercely striking Lin Tian's remaining dignity.
Not only was there no martial virtue, but he even took this bullying of the few by the many for granted!
Lin Tian was so angry he nearly bit his teeth into pieces.
"Not daring to come down, are you? Then I'll kill my way up!"
Lin Tian roared, advancing instead of retreating!
He surged his True Qi into his legs, shattered the puddle under his feet, and shot up into the sky like a cannonball!
The asura blood blade in his hand brought with it a scarlet blade light, carrying a desperate, tragic momentum, slashing directly at where Qin Yuan was located!
However.
Qin Yuan didn't even blink, just casually raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
"Snap."
This crisp sound was the note of death.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Nightingale and Night Butterfly, who had long been unable to hold back, instantly transformed into two ghostly black shadows and leapt down from both sides of the container!
After undergoing the marrow-cleansing and meridian-transforming effects of Qin Yuan's systematic medicine, the strength of this pair of twin assassins had already undergone a qualitative leap.
Their speed was so fast that they left afterimages in the air!
In mid-air, Lin Tian only felt his vision blur.
Two pitch-black military daggers, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, precisely struck the side of the asura blood blade!
"Clang! Clang!"
Sparks flew everywhere!
The huge recoil made the webbing between Lin Tian's thumb and index finger numb, and his originally fierce offensive was instantly forcibly interrupted.
He was forced to twist his body in mid-air and landed back on the ground in a sorry state.
"So fast!"
Lin Tian was greatly shocked, and before he could steady his footing, Night Butterfly's attack had already arrived!
Her petite body slid almost against the ground like a phantom, her dagger aiming straight for Lin Tian's lower body.
And her sister, Nightingale, descended from the sky, holding her blade in a reverse grip, bringing with it a fierce whistling wind as she stabbed fiercely at Lin Tian's crown!
Attacking from above and below, flawless!
"Get lost!"
Lin Tian broke out in a cold sweat and could only roll on the ground eighteen times in a sorry state, barely avoiding this deadly strangulation.
"Rip!"
Even though he dodged fast enough, his shoulder was still slashed open by Nightingale's dagger, a wound deep enough to see the bone.
Blood instantly dyed his tattered clothes red.
"With only this much ability, you dare call yourself an Asura War God?"
Night Butterfly licked the bloodstains on her dagger, her eyes flashing with pathological excitement.
"Master said he wants to whittle you into a human stick and drain your blood little by little."
Lin Tian gasped heavily, staring fixedly at this pair of tacitly coordinated twin stars.
He knew very well in his heart.
His current state was extremely poor; if he continued to be worn down by them like this, he would sooner or later be played to death.
What's more, there were a hundred automatic rifles on the side eyeing him covetously!
"Fight to the death!"
A flash of determination crossed Lin Tian's eyes; he forced himself to bite his tongue and spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the asura blood blade.
Hum!
The blood blade instantly shone with a brilliant red light, emitting a harsh humming sound!
He was preparing to unleash the forbidden killing move of the Asura Hall for a final desperate struggle.
Just at the moment when his momentum climbed to its peak!
A sudden change occurred!
A dark red figure detached itself from the shadow of the container behind him without any warning!
No killing intent, no sound.
It was as if it appeared out of thin air, so fast that one didn't even have time to react.
This was a top-tier stealth technique that had integrated assassination into instinct.
"Pfft!"
A muffled sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh was exceptionally clear in the empty harbor.
The forbidden killing move that Lin Tian was preparing to unleash suddenly froze in mid-air.
He lowered his head in disbelief, his body trembling violently.
A uniquely shaped special combat short blade had pierced through from the back of his right lower leg!
The tip of the blade, carrying warm blood, protruded from the front of his shin, blood gushing out.
"Ahhh—!"
The intense pain, accompanied by the numbness of severed nerves, instantly overwhelmed Lin Tian's reason.
He let out a heart-wrenching scream, his right leg went limp, and he almost fell to his knees.
He stumbled, using all his strength to turn around sharply.
What met his eyes was Zhao Feiyan's beautiful, hot, yet expressionless and cold face.
She didn't even look at Lin Tian again.
She just twisted her wrist and cruelly pulled out the short blade, bringing up a spray of blood.
"Fei... Feiyan?!"
Lin Tian's voice was trembling, his eyes nearly popping out.
More painful than having his flesh pierced was the feeling of betrayal from being stabbed in the back!
And the one who stabbed him was one of the four great Dharma Kings he once trusted and relied on the most!
"Why?! Even you want to kill me?!"
Lin Tian's eyes shed tears of blood, roaring desperately like an abandoned, resentful wife.
"Where did I ever wrong you?!"
Zhao Feiyan stepped back two paces and shook the blood off her dagger.
Her eyes were as empty as a pool of stagnant water, her voice as cold as a machine.
"My master is only Young Master Qin."
"Those who defy the master shall die."
Boom!
These two emotionless sentences became the last straw that broke the Asura War God.
Lin Tian felt the world spinning, and his vision went black.
He could no longer support the weight of his body.
"Thump."
He fell heavily onto one knee in the cold muddy water.
He gripped the asura blood blade tightly with both hands, using the tip of the blade to prop himself up on the ground, barely preventing his body from collapsing completely.
Defeated.
Completely defeated.
No earth-shattering final battle, no miracle of a comeback.
Only ruthless mockery and the most heart-wrenching betrayal.
Nightingale, Night Butterfly, Zhao Feiyan.
Three gorgeous top-tier female assassins surrounded him tightly in a triangle formation.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
Three daggers flashing with deadly cold light were already crossed and pressed tightly against Lin Tian's neck.
The cold blades pressed against his carotid artery, even cutting the skin and seeping out fine beads of blood.
With just one look from Qin Yuan, he could be decapitated in an instant.
The whole scene was dead silent.
All the gun barrels and all the gazes were focused on this once arrogant live-in son-in-law.
Qin Yuan stood on the high container, the night wind blowing his pure black trench coat, making it flap loudly.
He looked down at Lin Tian, who was like a dead dog, a trace of cruel mockery flashing in his eyes.
He slowly raised his right hand, holding up two slender fingers towards the desperate man below.
Qin Yuan's tone was frivolous, yet it carried an irresistible magic.
"War God, I'll give you two choices now."
"First, be killed by the three of them—throats slit—and thrown into the river to feed the turtles."
Qin Yuan paused, a devilish smile curling the corner of his mouth.
"Second, obediently kneel down and call me Daddy, and I'll send you overseas to meet an acquaintance."