Super War God in the City-Chapter 505: Identity Exposed

Facing the incoming Wind Blades, Cao Letian's scalp exploded, and in panic, he frantically cast his own Wind Blades to block, swinging his hand to suddenly release a dozen Wind Blades.

However, under the shocked gazes of the onlookers, this guy's Wind Blades simply crumbled to pieces when facing Ling Fan's attack, unable to withstand a single blow.

The two Wind Blades cast by Ling Fan cut through all obstacles with unstoppable force, vanishing in a flash, and directly shattered the dozen Wind Blades released by Cao Letian.

In the end, they 'whooshed' through Cao Letian's body, passing right through.

Under the incredulous stares of the crowd, Cao Letian's horrified expression was followed by his body falling to the ground in several pieces, dismembered!

"Hiss~"

Everyone was dumbfounded. Was Cao Letian, ferocious as he was, truly no match? He just died like that?

Although Cao Letian's Art of the Storm was powerful, Official Ling's Protective Gang Qi was no joke, either. With the Cultivation at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm, combined with mysterious techniques, he was not someone a Fifth Grade Law Practitioner in the Grandmaster Realm like Cao Letian could easily kill.

If it were an ordinary Martial Saint, perhaps they would have sustained some injuries, but for Ling Fan, it was useless.

"Heh, Law Practitioners are just like this, killing you is as easy as slaughtering chickens!" Ling Fan said indifferently, paying no further attention to the dismembered Cao Letian.

Instead, he turned his gaze toward the third floor of the mountain villa's hotel, "Running quite fast, have you arranged assassins to ambush me?"

As Ling Fan mumbled to himself, he walked towards the hotel. During the fight, he had inadvertently spotted Tang Anqi being stealthily taken away.

At this moment, the onlookers realized that Tang Anqi was no longer present, and everyone searched around but found no trace of her.

"Tang... Where's Tang Anqi?" asked Zheng Nan, startled and suspicious.

"Seems... inside the hotel?" guessed Huo Yingbo, puzzled.

He made this speculation based on Ling Fan's reaction and actions, not expecting Tang Anqi to have had the foresight to slip away in advance.

The members of the Tang Family also looked at each other in dismay, none having noticed when Tang Anqi had left.

However, her slipping away in advance wasn't necessarily a bad thing; otherwise, Tang Anqi would certainly have been Ling Fan's first target. Didn't they see what he had done to his lover?

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But what the Tang Family members didn't expect was how tough Ling Fan would be to deal with. Even the mighty Cao Letian hadn't managed to kill him.

Tang Hongyi was shocked in his heart; he had been somewhat worried about his daughter, but now that he saw she wasn't there, his mind was somewhat at ease. He had already lost a son and could not afford to lose his daughter as well.

At that moment, Yao Yue, after removing the last Silver Needle from An Xixue's body, appeared frosty and, with a flash, brought An Xixue before Ling Fan.

"I will avenge my disciple!" said Yao Yue, her voice cold, void of any emotion.

The battle had been terrifyingly intense, but as a Martial Saint-level Assassin with full Protective Gang Qi, she could easily fend off the residual effects of combat. While she had been fully focused on treating An Xixue, she had already noticed Tang Anqi sneaking away.

She simply didn't have the capacity to deal with that woman at the time.

As Yao Yue spoke, she handed An Xixue over to Official Ling, "Take good care of her!"

With that, she vanished from the courtyard in a flash, heading straight for the hotel.

Ling Fan held An Xixue in a 'princess carry,' looking at the horrific wounds on her body, his expression extremely grim. He neither stopped Yao Yue nor worried about her safety.

"Boy, this girl is in bad shape! She's been poisoned with Spring Poison, and the drug's potency is fierce. If not neutralized soon, her life is in grave danger!" The voice of the Holy Princess faintly echoed in Ling Fan's mind.

"How do I cure it?" Ling Fan asked hurriedly.

At that moment, An Xixue's acupuncture points were sealed by Yao Yue; despite the drug taking effect, she did not behave indecently, but the expression congealed on her face indicated the pain she was enduring.

The burning desire was forcibly contained, her agony was imaginable.

"Kid, you've been through this already, do you still need to ask about such a simple matter? The hotel rooms are scarce here, why don't you just find one, close the door, and that's it?" teased the Holy Princess.

Actually, the Holy Princess also had a bit of mischief in her. In the previous life, he played the saint, acted like he was beyond the touch of women, and ignored her affections – Holy Princess still bristled at the thought!

Having such an opportunity in this life, I couldn't help but think about getting Ling Fan to take in more women. You were so aloof in your past life, this time I'll ruin that for you, burying you in women and headaches!

How could Official Ling know any of this? It's all because of his past life's deep-seated desires and karma!

If this guy knew, he'd probably faint crying in the bathroom, destined to be ruined by women sooner or later in this life.

Ling Fan took a deep breath, feeling depressed. He already had enough women, what's all this about?

"Big sister, do you think I'm a breeding pig? I'm talking serious here, isn't there another way?" Ling Fan said exasperatedly.

"Hehe, your sister is showing you the clear path, what's with the act of purity? You might even be covertly delighted!" the Holy Princess chuckled and teased.

Just at that moment, a series of banging and crashing sounds of a fight emanated from the hotel, and it was clear that a good amount of property was being wrecked.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, a window on the third floor of the hotel was broken, creating a large hole, and a person dressed in black was thrown out from upstairs.

At that time, Demon Moon stood in the corridor of the third floor, katana in hand, vigilantly scanning her surroundings. To her surprise, there were no less than twenty ninjas ambushed here, several of whom were at the Chunin Realm.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh~"

From the nearby wall, several katanas suddenly protruded, nearly stabbing her. It turned out this wall was a disguised tri-fold board with a hollow behind it, concealing people.

At the same time, ninja shadows clung to the ceiling like spiders, flinging countless flying darts at Demon Moon.

The ninjas hiding behind the wall kept stabbing out with dozens of knives. The corridor space was cramped, leaving little room to maneuver. Demon Moon, also worried that Xi Yao might be nearby, didn't dare to fight recklessly. Above all, she didn't want to expose her identity!

Otherwise, with her Cultivation, she could easily demolish the entire floor.

After narrowly dodging attacks and blocking the hidden flying darts, a large Xuansi Net suddenly appeared above her head and enveloped her from above.

Demon Moon shifted her position by the sound, plunging her sword into the wall and accurately stabbing a ninja hiding behind it.

She recognized the Xuansi Net above her head; the durability of this thing meant that even she would have trouble if ensnared by it, and before she could break free, she'd be restrained.

In a battle between masters, what's fought for is nothing more than those few seconds, or even just an instant.

Demon Moon's eyes narrowed as she had no choice but to use her real skills.

Instantly, her figure flashed and vanished from the ninjas' sight. The next moment, the four ninjas holding the Xuansi Net were looking at each other, lost without their target.

Four silver Bee Needles, imperceptible to the naked eye, suddenly shot into the foreheads of several people. 'Plop', they all fell to the ground, dead.

Takako Junta, who had been hiding in the shadows waiting for a chance to deal a lethal blow, felt his pupils shrink violently as his hairs stood on end. A ninja's sense of danger is far higher than a normal person, incomparable even to that of martial artists.

"Huangquan Bee Needle, Ghost Mother Demon Moon?" Takako Junta muttered almost tremblingly.

One of the ninja's most expert hidden weapons is the blow dart, the smaller the poison needle, the better. But the smaller it is, the harder it is to control and wield, and the weaker the force it can exert.

Such skill demands high Cultivation of the ninja. There are rumors that the highest realm of poison needle technique is the Bee Needle, as tiny as the sting of a bee's tail, nearly ethereal and invisible.

But this technique is extremely difficult; besides Cultivation, it requires special skills, and even those at the Jonin Realm find it difficult to master.

Among the ninjas, the only one recognized as having mastered the Bee Needle to a supernatural level is Ghost Mother Demon Moon. The poison needles she wields have been dubbed 'Huangquan Bee Needles'!

Rumors say she possesses the lost Secret Manual of Kumano Temple from Snow Country, a collection of the most advanced Martial Techniques and hidden weapons, a supreme treasure sought after by all ninjas.

Thus, Demon Moon was hunted by the entire ninja world, forced to drift alone and become the only solitary assassin in the Underworld until she met Ling Fan and ended her friendless, isolated existence!

"Spurt!"

Suddenly, a katana pierced through Takako Junta's back, protruding from the front. "Not bad, you're right. I didn't expect to encounter you persistent troublemakers here too!"