Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 277 King of Assassins
Sun Yanwan flicked her red dragon wooden staff, which lashed out like a poisonous dragon to meet the blade's light.

In a short time, the two exchanged seven moves. Sun Yanwan was slightly at a disadvantage at first, but the second strike leveled the situation, and the third strike reversed the disadvantage. By the seventh strike, he had gained a great advantage. It seemed that the eighth strike was accompanied by wind and thunder and was unstoppable. Suddenly, the assassin let out a long howl, and with a light tap of his curved knife, he struck the end of the red dragon wooden stick and used the force to drift backward.

Sun Yanwan made a move to give chase, running wildly for several hundred steps before suddenly turning around and charging towards Yang Diao'er.

Seven assassins appeared at just the right moment, unleashing seven different weapons simultaneously, sealing off every inch of Yang Diao'er's attack space.

Clearly, the assassin who just tried to kill Sun Yanwan was setting a trap, using himself as bait to lure Sun Yanwan into pursuit. The real target of these temple assassins was Yang Diao'er.

Sun Yanwan didn't actually see through the conspiracy; rather, he felt that he and Yang Diao'er shouldn't have separated. He chased after them for a few hundred steps, just to make a token effort, and then quickly returned. Unexpectedly, he stumbled upon the perfect opportunity!

The seven assassins never expected that what should have been the perfect assassination scene would turn into Sun Yanwan and Yang Diao'er joining forces to attack them. But at this point, there was no way to retreat. Sun Yanwan's personal guards had already swarmed over and surrounded them completely.

Yang Diao'er was not wearing the silver mask at this moment; she was only wearing a human skin mask. Her cold and beautiful face suddenly twitched slightly. The human skin mask could not ultimately achieve the same effect as her expression, which was also very subtle. Yang Diao'er's smile, which should have been bright and beautiful, became three parts eerie because of the human skin mask. The Ice Silkworm Treasure Fan flew out from her sleeve, and the Heavenly Demon True Qi instantly filled the fan, forming a strange Heavenly Demon Force Field.

The seven assassins reacted differently. Two of them abandoned their attempt to assassinate Yang Diao'er at the critical moment and instead turned to face Sun Yanwan's Red Dragon Staff. The other five, because of their different angles of attack, were not worried about facing Sun Yanwan's threat for the time being, and still gritted their teeth and attacked Yang Diao'er.

The two assassins who were facing Sun Yanwan were swept away by the Red Dragon's club in a single exchange.

In order to impersonate the Demonic Cult's King Harsha, Sun Yanwan abandoned the use of Songyang School martial arts and only used external internal energy, making the Divine Staff Technique her first choice.

The Divine Staff Technique is a martial art of military formations. Sun Yanwan cultivated all twenty-four meridians to the level of divine power. Even the most powerful martial artists of the Ma family back then did not have such powerful external skills at his age.

Having undergone trials and tribulations along the way, this style of staff technique in his hands has long since reached a state of perfection.

These temple assassins, though top-notch selected by the best, were no match for Sun Yanwan in a single move.
With a single sweep of her staff, Sun Yanwan sent two assassins flying. Without even looking, she knew that their heart meridians had been shattered by her powerful internal force, leaving them with no chance of survival.

Five assassins who attacked Yang Diao'er were about to unleash their attacks when they were deflected by a strange demonic force field. Two of them even clashed with each other.

The five assassins were momentarily stunned, and two of them felt a chill on their necks as the unfolded Ice Silkworm Fan severed their heads.

With the infusion of Heavenly Demon True Qi, the edge of the Ice Silkworm Treasure Fan is as sharp as ordinary swords.

Just as the remaining three assassins were about to regroup, Sun Yanwan arrived. His methods were not as unpredictable as Yang Diao'er's, but they were much more ruthless and vicious.

With a single, powerful strike, the Red Dragon Club struck the heads of the three assassins, causing blood to gush from their faces and in their seven orifices. Sun Yanwan had shattered their brains.

Sun Yanwan and Yang Diao'er joined forces to kill seven assassins. Without delay, they immediately led their personal guards to patrol the camp. Encountering assassins from the temple along the way, they dealt with them immediately. After patrolling for half the night, they killed over a hundred assassins, finally restoring order to the camp. This time, the Bo Shi Kingdom mobilized nearly a thousand assassins, including many experts of the sixth or seventh rank or higher, and even two assassin kings of the tenth rank or higher. They killed over six hundred soldiers of the Demonic Cult army, with countless others seriously wounded.

When Sun Yanwan tallied the casualties afterward, she was filled with anger and also secretly shocked. The temple assassins of Boshi Kingdom were truly a headache.

The only saving grace was that Bo Shi Kingdom seemed to rely too much on the temple assassins and didn't send out a large army at the same time; otherwise, Sun Yanwan might have suffered a major defeat.

As Sun Yanwan was tidying up his camp, two of the top merchants from Boshi Kingdom were observing his camp from a distance. As the rented temple assassins returned one after another, the two looked at each other and said together, "We've deployed nearly a thousand temple assassins, yet we still couldn't stir up any trouble in this Northern Yan general's camp. What should we do?"

Sun Yanwan didn't know much about the merchants of Boshi Kingdom. They only cared about making money and wouldn't maintain a large army when there was nothing to do. Maintaining an army was extremely expensive, unless there was constant warfare. Maintaining an army was like throwing gold into a bottomless pit.

These merchants from the state of Bo Shi would arm the slaves they sold during every war, promising that slaves who earned merit in battle would gain their freedom. The slave army did not require any money, and a large number of them could be supported with very little money in peacetime. However, the morale of the slave army was never very high on the battlefield.

Sun Yanwan felt that if the two wealthy merchants from Boshi Kingdom launched an attack, he would definitely not be able to hold out. However, for the two wealthy merchants, the outcome of this war was still uncertain. Not to mention whether the slave army would riot, after a battle, many slaves who could have been sold for a good price would definitely die, and they could not afford such losses.

Unless it's a battle they're certain to win, or there's a huge profit to be made, merchants' armies have a very low willingness to launch a battle.

Neither side really understood the other, which led to different degrees of misjudgment.

Two kings of assassins, accompanied by their men, came to meet the two wealthy merchants.

Upon seeing the bloodstains on the two men, the two merchants couldn't help but ask, "Why couldn't you kill the general leading the Northern Yan army?"

"If he dies, our army will seize the opportunity to launch a surprise attack, and the war will be over."

Gundis, who came from the temple of Baron, said in a deep voice, "That general from Northern Yan was extremely skilled in martial arts. Only a few assassin bishops could kill him. The information you provided was inaccurate. We lost nearly 15% of our hyenas. We need to pay you more."

The two wealthy merchants were heartbroken and argued vehemently for half an hour before finally agreeing on a new price.

This is a common occurrence in Caibo Kingdom. It is not uncommon for the Temple Assassins to refuse to act because the price cannot be agreed upon.

Another king of assassins was Aluus, who came from the Red Capital Temple. He did not make a move today, but only killed a few dozen ordinary demonic cult soldiers. After taking the money to settle the debt, he led his men and quietly retreated back to the assassin camp.

(End of this chapter)