At this moment, outside the castle, Prince Nangong had beaten No. 48 half to death.
After losing an arm, No. 48's current state was not even at the peak of the ninth-level martial arts. Under the attack of Prince Nangong who turned on the fighting unicorn state, he could no longer hold on any longer.
"If you have the ability..." No. 48 was very unwilling. If Lin Yun hadn't cut off one of his arms, how could Prince Nangong in front of him defeat him?
"I have no ability, stop talking nonsense." Prince Nangong stepped on No. 48's head on the ground, and immediately, No. 48's head sank deep into the ground.
Prince Nangong looked solemn, and the pair of unicorn horns on his head gathered the power of thunder and lightning crazily. In the blink of an eye, a ball of light containing the power of thunder and lightning appeared between Prince Nangong's pair of horns.
No. 48 seemed to feel the terrifying aura permeating the air and kept waving his hands, but Prince Nangong was not merciful at all and blasted the ball of light above his head at No. 48.
Thunder and lightning radiated, and after a loud noise, a large pit appeared where Prince Nangong was standing, and under his feet was a charred corpse.
Killer No. 48 of the Assassination Society Headquarters is dead!
Prince Nangong breathed a sigh of relief. If Lin Yun hadn't cut off No. 48's arm, he definitely wouldn't have been able to defeat him. The gap in strength was still too big.
"When can I catch up with you?" Prince Nangong turned to look at the huge black cube. He was not worried at all about what would happen to Lin Yun. In his heart, Lin Yun was invincible.
"It's time to help the big man." Prince Nangong raised his foot and used all his strength to trample No. 48's head into pulp, then turned and walked towards the castle.
At the same time, the castle suddenly cracked and collapsed, bursts of fire erupted from the castle, and the extremely frightening high temperature could be felt even by Prince Nangong, who was a hundred meters away.
"Damn it!" Prince Nangong's expression changed and he ran over quickly.
Several figures walked out of the castle, supporting each other, each with a look of disgrace and shock on their faces.
"Flower Boy, are you okay?" Prince Nangong breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Flower Boy and others. He was worried that something would happen to them and he didn't know how to explain to Lin Yun.
The flower boy nodded.
"Where is Xia Yan?" Prince Nangong looked around, but did not find Shangguan Xia Yan.
"He's still inside. His appearance seems a little different." The handsome boy told Prince Nangong what happened in the castle.
"It seems that the killer is seeking death." Prince Nangong sneered. He knew the secrets in Shangguan Xia Yan's body, but he did not expect that Killer No. 33 accidentally activated the magic core in Shangguan Xia Yan's body.
"Bang"
A loud noise reached the ears of Prince Nangong and others. They followed the sound and saw that the old castle that had stood for a long time had completely collapsed in the big explosion and lost its former style.
The castle, the former headquarters of the Assassination Society, was reduced to ruins.
Not far away, Yasuo was still in the same half-crouched position, and the cherry blossoms were frozen in the sky. The figure of No. 25 appeared every time.
Yasuo was now covered in blood, and the place where he stood was almost covered in blood.
"Are you prepared to die like this?" The figure of No. 25 appeared again and stabbed Yasuo with another sword. This was the ninety-ninth sword. He mocked.
This sword stabbed Yasuo's thigh, and Yasuo still closed his eyes tightly.
"You deserve to die. I only have one hundred swords. No one has ever been able to survive my one hundred swords, and you are no exception." No. 25 shook his head, turned into cherry blossom petals again, and
In the sky, the last cherry blossom petal disappeared, replaced by No. 25 holding a knife.
No. 25's knife was aimed at Yasuo's throat.
Yasuo didn't open his eyes.
When No. 25's knife was only three inches away from Yasuo's throat.
Yasuo didn't open his eyes.
When the knife was an inch away from his throat, Yasuo opened his eyes.
Facing the knife only an inch away from him, Yasuo opened his eyes.
His eyes are like the calm sea, motionless; like Mount Tai, standing here.
At this moment, the breath on Yasuo's body completely disappeared, and even the breath of life completely disappeared.
Yasuo acted completely out of instinct, a reflexive and habitual movement. His waist faltered, and the sword was already three feet out.
The azure demon sword's light was like mercury leaking out of the ground, and a creepy aura enveloped the area three feet in radius.
You can't see the swing of the blade, nor can you see the stack of sword energy, only the patches of blue light flashing past.
No. 25 only felt a fleeting flash of blue light in front of his eyes. His body had flown backwards, and what he saw in his eyes was his bloody lower body, and Yasuo, who was still squatting on the spot.
The surroundings were surprisingly quiet. Prince Nangong and others all saw this scene, and they didn't know what happened.
They only saw a flash of blue light, followed by the separation of No. 25's body.
They were all very sure that they did not see Yasuo move a step, and even his whole body still maintained the same movement as before.
"What kind of knife technique is this?" No. 25 was a little confused. The knife was so fast that even though his body was separated, the nerves in his head were still conscious.
Yasuo stood up straight, turned around, leaving a silhouette behind, and said something to No. 25, "Three feet of territory."
"Three feet..." No. 25 didn't understand how he died until his death.
Yasuo looked at the knife in his hand. In fact, it was just now that he gave this move a name - Three-foot Domain.
He just broke through his limit. In a ten thousandth of a second, he drew the sword and put it away. There was no immortal energy. Three feet was exactly the length of his demon sword. This is the highest state of a swordsman.
The integration of man and sword is a lifelong pursuit of a swordsman.
The sword follows the person, and the person follows the sword. A sword is a sword.
This is a move that Lin Yun told him. Rumor has it that a martial artist who has been using swords all his life is the most proud move in his life.
However, that Martial Lord uses ten feet as his domain.
Within ten feet, Wu Zun is invincible.
"What a domineering sword skill." Even though he was seriously injured, Yasuo still felt extremely excited.
Although he is not yet able to make the Martial Emperor invincible within three feet, at least when he faces the fourth-level Martial Emperor again, he, Yasuo, will definitely be the invincible one.
"Brother Yasuo... what was that move you just made?" Yasuo walked towards Prince Nangong and others, and the pretty boy asked with admiration.
They had a clear view of Yasuo's 'Three-foot Domain' move just now, and they had no idea how Yasuo killed No. 25.