Instant Shadow

Zhao Yifan wiped the blood flowing from his seven orifices, looked at Wu Siqi on the other side, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with a wanton smile, "Come on, let's finish you off, then finish that woman off, and I'll take first place in this competition."

"Kill him! Avenge our patriarch! Avenge our clan!" On the other side, several young Xiao Clan of the Xiao Leng shouted excitedly. One of them even came up to Chi Baishu and said excitedly, "Please, Senior Chi, do justice for our Xiao Clan family patriarch! We only beg you to stop the Black Heaven Hall!"

"No problem, no problem," Chi Baishu said nonchalantly.

Then, all the young people from the Xiao Clan picked up their weapons and rushed towards Zhao Yifan, chanting, "Zhao Yifan, you killed my Xiao Clan family patriarch in the competition, and you even ordered the annihilation of my Xiao Clan. Today, we will act on behalf of Heaven and kill you, you demon!"

Following a few young members of the Xiao Clan, a large group of people suddenly appeared from nowhere, dressed in various clothes and carrying various weapons. Together with the few remaining members of the Xiao Clan, they shouted various slogans about acting on behalf of Heaven or avenging their grievances, and rushed towards Zhao Yifan.

Seeing so many people suddenly appear, Zhao Yifan merely sneered, holding the Red Gauze Sword in his right hand, and coldly said, "Xiao Leng's last move was quite satisfactory, so I chose to ignore you all. I didn't expect you to still jump out and court death."

A surge of internal energy flowed into the Red Gauze Sword, which was then swung violently. A semi-circular sword aura of flame shot out. The large group of people used a variety of internal energies and wielded their weapons to block the attack. Some weaklings were directly cut in half by the flame sword aura, but many stronger ones leaped out and attacked Zhao Yifan.

"Are you worried that I haven't warmed up enough?" Zhao Yifan's eyes seemed to gleam. Without using any internal energy, he walked over with his sword in one hand, turned his foot, and ducked to dodge the opponent's move. Then, with a casual thrust of his sword, a life was lost.

The Pride Hall's technique, the Lawbreaking Eye, allows them to see the opponent's weaknesses and, by striking those weaknesses, verify their own success, constantly accumulating their momentum and strength. As for the people rushing towards them, they are now all weaknesses in Zhao Yifan's eyes.

When Zhao Yifan, holding the Red Gauze Sword, reached the last person, that person trembled as he held his weapon. As if remembering something, he roared and charged at Zhao Yifan, only to be stabbed to death by the sword.

Zhao Yifan planted the Red Gauze Sword in the ground, pressing it down with one hand, and looked towards Wu Siqi, his gaze sharp as a sword. "These extra people all have a very uniform aura, very similar to that woman in black over there."

For someone like Zhao Yifan, who is about to break through to the mythical level, his spiritual sense and intuition are superhuman. Although those people were disguised, in his eyes now, those disguises were nothing but shameful and conspicuous things.

"Young Master, it would be better not to falsely accuse people. It would be best to provide evidence, otherwise..." The woman in black stepped forward and spoke eloquently, her expression pitiful, as if she had been wronged.

The next moment, Wu Siqi sensed something was wrong and rushed over, but it was too late. The black-clad woman's head was smashed into pieces as if it had been hit by an explosive sword aura. The beautiful woman had been turned into a headless ghost.

"We, the Black Heaven Hall, never discuss evidence with others," Zhao Yifan said nonchalantly, then turned to Wu Siqi, who was running towards him. "Hey Wu, I've heard that women are your Achilles' heel, that you'll be enraged if you touch them. Come on, unleash your fury!"

The move that killed the woman in black was half of Zhao Yifan's own creation. The eyes are the windows to the soul, and now, after accumulating with the Lawbreaking Eye, Zhao Yifan's mental will has become extremely terrifying. The woman in black only needed to make eye contact with Zhao Yifan before he transmitted an invisible sword of the mind to her.

Although that woman was the leader of an Assassin organization and possessed considerable strength, her willpower was pitifully weak compared to Zhao Yifan's. If it were the old Zhao Yifan, she might have been injured but not killed. However, after being subdued by Wu Siqi, her willpower was completely suppressed by Wu Siqi's protagonist aura, becoming extremely weak.

"Yao'er, you bastard, do you really want to die?" Wu Siqi held the headless corpse of the woman in black and glared angrily at Zhao Yifan.

Then Zhao Yifan said with absolute certainty, "Suit yourself. As long as you can kill me, please demonstrate strength that satisfies me. Otherwise, if you lose without resistance, I will send people to capture them all and sell them to brothels."

"It seems you really want to die." Wu Siqi's inner energy surged, transforming into golden dragons. He set aside the black-clad woman's corpse and charged directly at Zhao Yifan.

Seeing Wu Siqi charging towards him, Zhao Yifan grinned, raised his sword, and went to meet him. Black energy swirled around his body, condensing into scales. From a distance, the scene of the two clashing looked like two monsters fighting.

Zhao Yifan could see the skeleton's left hand, clenched into a fist, while the other hand's Red Gauze Sword flickered with fierce flames. The next moment, the skeleton transformed into seven figures, all arriving beside Wu Siqi.

The dragon tentacles around Wu Siqi swayed continuously, each one seemingly transforming into a real dragon. The seven figures of Zhao Yifan simultaneously swung their swords, severing the charging dragon heads. However, the next moment, supported by Wu Siqi's seemingly inexhaustible internal energy, those dragon heads grew back again.

Wu Siqi clasped his hands together, rotated his palms, and waved them to the sides, unleashing a torrent of surging internal energy that shattered Zhao Yifan's two figures. "Die! I'll kill you to avenge Yao'er!"

However, more and more phantoms of Zhao Yifan appeared around him. Calling them phantoms wasn't quite accurate, because these phantoms could cause real damage. Then, these phantoms settled around Wu Siqi, and the next moment, the sky darkened.

"Instant Shadow Seven Flow Swallows!"

Countless black lights flashed, stealing the sight of anyone who saw them. All they could see were the dazzling black lights. When all the lights settled, all the illusions merged into Zhao Yifan's figure.

All of Wu Siqi's dragon-shaped tentacles broke off, and all the golden dragon scales on his body collapsed. Even his indestructible body was left with seven intersecting wounds.

Each wound contained terrifying internal energy. The internal energy in these seven wounds resonated with each other, creating a strange connection. Wu Siqi, who was afflicted by these seven wounds, felt a sense of impending death.

Lu Li developed the Sloth Hall technique based on the Seven Kills Certain Death, which was further improved by Zhao Yifan and combined with other techniques such as Twin Flow Swallows to form the Instant Shadow Seven Flow Swallows. If Wu Siqi had no other choice, he would have been doomed.