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Chapter 465: The Dagger of Death

Chapter 465: Chapter 465: The Dagger of Death

The assassin’s name was Yan Qili, a very formidable assassin, whose greatest feat was having once successfully assassinated a Jianghu leader.

He stood in front of a crowd of Killing Gods, watching Xiao Zheng with cold eyes, and said, "You are now completely surrounded by us, and there’s no way you can escape. I advise you to surrender sooner rather than later, otherwise, once the fight starts, it’s uncertain whether you can even have a whole corpse left!"

Xiao Zheng laughed.

It was the first time anyone had spoken to the Evil God like this.

"Hmph, don’t be arrogant," Yan Qili, seeing the sneer on Xiao Zheng’s lips, was extremely annoyed and his voice grew darker.

The assassins behind him also exuded a chilling murderous aura, and their eyes, which had harvested countless lives in the darkness of night, shot out sharp and piercing looks that landed on Xiao Zheng.

This was an oppressive force of presence!

The gaze of so many people, converging together, could greatly shake an opponent’s mind. If it were someone with a less determined will, they would probably already be trembling and begging for mercy.

However, Xiao Zheng was unfazed, merely offering a faint smile, "I can give you a chance to strike first. Friendly advice, you’d better all attack together, otherwise... you won’t stand a chance."

"You’re too arrogant!"

Yan Qili erupted in anger, "None of you move, let me take him on!"

No sooner had his words fallen than Yan Qili flipped his hand, and a pitch-black, lusterless dagger appeared in it. The dagger was unremarkable, so much that it lacked even the typical metallic sheen.

But the assassins behind him exclaimed in surprise, for this dagger was too famous—in Yan Qili’s hands, it was known as the Dagger of Death, claiming one’s life with every strike.

As Yan Qili drew his weapon, the muscles on his body rippled like waves at that moment. However, from the outside, there appeared to be no change. But within his body, a terrifying power had been amassed in an instant.

Boom!

The stones on the ground suddenly exploded, and in the blink of an eye, Yan Qili had vanished.

The assassins were astounded.

Such speed was too fast!

They urgently tried to catch sight of Yan Qili’s whereabouts but ultimately could only helplessly discover that he seemed to have disappeared in this corridor, nowhere to be seen!

Everyone knew that Yan Qili hadn’t really disappeared; his speed was simply too fast, and, combined with the dim lighting of the underground level, it was impossible for the human eye to track him.

This kind of environment was naturally Yan Qili’s home turf!

The people turned their gaze to Xiao Zheng, their eyes filled with pity, for no one could fully escape from Yan Qili’s assassination attempts.

Immediately, they noticed that on Xiao Zheng’s face was still that light, unconcerned smile, and they all started mocking him with laughter.

In such a situation, to still feign composure like this was truly courting death.

At that moment, the pitch-black, lusterless dagger in Yan Qili’s hand was circling rapidly around Xiao Zheng, searching for a vulnerability in his defenses.

But he soon found that Xiao Zheng seemed to be full of openings everywhere, with no defense at all, and that he could break through with a single strike anywhere.

"He... he didn’t even plan to make a move?"

Yan Qili’s mind flashed with this thought, followed by a surge of rage. Xiao Zheng was looking down on him, Yan Qili, too much. Did Xiao Zheng think that his, Yan Qili’s, attacks weren’t even worth defending against?

With anger rising in his heart, Yan Qili immediately decided to strike. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he lunged forward, his pitch-black, dull dagger aimed straight for Xiao Zheng’s throat.

An icy smile hung on the corner of Yan Qili’s mouth.

Xiao Zheng’s throat was completely unguarded, and his own strike was as fast as lightning. He could already imagine the next second, a bloody hole would appear on Xiao Zheng’s throat!

"Heh, you’re too slow."

At that moment, Xiao Zheng suddenly chuckled.

Then, to Yan Qili’s astonishment, Xiao Zheng simply raised his hand and caught the pitch-black dagger! The speed was so terrifying that even with Yan Qili’s vision, he couldn’t discern how Xiao Zheng had made his move.

"This... this is impossible!"

Yan Qili cried out in shock.

Intense fear surged in his heart and without a second thought, he released the dagger and his body started to retreat explosively, planning to make a temporary escape.

But it was already too late.

Xiao Zheng, with two fingers clamping the dagger, had a cold look in his eyes. With a slight flick, the dagger tore through the air at high speed, piercing through Yan Qili’s throat in an instant and thudding into the ground, its blade not even stained with blood.

Yan Qili’s body continued to retreat, but his eyes had already dimmed. Finally, with a loud thud, he fell to the ground, his hands desperately clutching at his throat as thick, dark red blood gushed out through his fingers.

Yan Qili convulsed a few times before falling still.

The corridor was deathly silent.

The many Assassins who saw this scene were utterly terrified. Xiao Zheng’s movements were like those of the Evil God, elusive and unfathomable beyond their comprehension.

Immediately, many decided without a second thought to flee outside. What a joke, how could any human contend with such a monster? Fighting him was courting death!

However, the lure of wealth was immense, and many still remained in the corridor. They exchanged glances, their eyes ablaze with intense greed. Bolstered by their numbers, they let out a roar and collectively charged at Xiao Zheng.

"Just the right opportunity to do an experiment."

Seeing these people rushing at him, Xiao Zheng let out a chuckle, slightly shifting his body to dodge a stabbing attempt from an Assassin, then suddenly reached out to grab the back of the assailant.

"Off you go."

Xiao Zheng laughed heartily, hurling the person down the corridor. The man screamed as he was flung forward, but while still in mid-air, there was a clicking sound from the walls and arrow slots began to appear.

Boom, boom, boom!

Countless arrows poured out in a deluge.

While still airborne, the man was hit by so many arrows that the terrible tearing force caused him to burst apart in the air, blood mist filled the air, and chunks of flesh flew in all directions.