King of Assassins-Chapter 813 - 600: Dire Headwind (Part 3)

Yuan Ping'an nodded and said to the three young samurai, "You go in and drive the people out."

The three young samurai were all troubled, as they had never seen such filthy humans. Especially the beautiful young girl.

Under Yuan Ping'an's intense gaze, the three samurai, although reluctant, could only enter the small building together to drive those paupers away.

The problem was that many people just lay there motionless, which made the samurai very embarrassed. They didn't know what to do.

Even Yuan Ping'an felt that the disciples were too clumsy, and he had to explain to Gao Xuan, "They are outstanding newcomers from the Holy Hall, but they have too little experience."

Gao Xuan nodded slightly. These young people were indeed so naive as to be foolish, far inferior to Wei Ying.

Yuan Ping'an couldn't stand it anymore, and he had to remind them loudly, "If they don't want to come out, just throw them out."

Only then did the three suddenly realize, and soon more than ten paupers were thrown out.

Instantly, there was a burst of wailing.

With such commotion, Tiancang and Celestial Prison hiding inside had already sensed something amiss.

The two darted from the windows, one on each side. Both were tall, agile like cats.

Yuan Ping'an, thirty meters away from them, did not have the intention to pursue, just let his gaze turn cold. Gao Xuan noticed Yuan Ping'an holding a Dharma Seal in his hand, and his Spiritual Power surged abruptly between his brows.

Yuan Ping'an suddenly shouted in a low voice, "Exorcise evil, slash!"

From his wide sleeves suddenly flew out a Silver Sword Light, which split into two in the air, silently slashing at the two swiftly moving figures.

The two figures turned into four pieces mid-air, blood splattering everywhere.

The two silver sword lights recombined into one and returned to Yuan Ping'an's sleeves.

Gao Xuan watched from the side, his eyes involuntarily narrowing. This Flying Sword was indeed formidable, not much inferior to his own. This method of sword light division was quite ingenious.

However, this move consumed a lot of Power. Yuan Ping'an looked calm, but his Spiritual Power was at least depleted by thirty percent in an instant.

The three young samurai ran out upon hearing the sound, and they also saw the corpses, all showing their joy.

However, Gao Xuan felt something was wrong. Not only did the two Apostles die too easily, but their Divine Souls did not dissipate after death. Instead, they condensed together, and the surrounding air was filled with an indescribable evil presence, growing stronger and stronger.

He mumbled to himself, "The situation is not good..."

Almost ten seconds passed before Yuan Ping'an noticed something was wrong. His face changed dramatically, "It's bad, the White Tiger Demon God has descended!"

Gao Xuan wanted to sigh; even this guy felt rather sluggish.

It was a bit late to try to leave now.

The air was permeated with small points of white light, resembling snow.

These white lights landed on the ground and did not disperse, instead piling up gradually. In an instant, the eerie Underworld turned completely white.

The paupers covered by the white light quickly corroded and dissolved within it.

Yuan Ping'an, noticing the situation was dire, took out a coin-sized disk and stuck it on Gao Xuan. He softly chanted an incantation, and the disk was activated by the spell, transforming into a swirl of silver light enveloping Gao Xuan.

At this moment, the three young samurai also gathered beside Yuan Ping'an. The three of them were full of vigilance but showed no fear.

Yuan Ping'an said to them, "Activate the Elemental Light Shield to prevent the evil presence from invading your Divine Souls."

The stark white light in the air continuously converged into a huge White Tiger. The White Tiger's eyes were bright like torches, floating quietly in mid-air.

The light-formed White Tiger appeared ethereal, yet it emanated an overwhelming and mighty Evil Qi.

This Evil Qi directly targeted the Divine Souls of the three young samurai, whose faces turned pale despite being protected by the Elemental Light Shield. It wasn't an issue of fear, but the immense pressure due to the huge gap in Divine Soul levels.

Yuan Anping remained calm but was far inferior to the opponent in momentum.

Gao Xuan felt the situation was very unfavorable; Yuan Anping's Divine Soul level was clearly a grade lower than the opponent.

The Holy Hall's equipment was excellent, but it couldn't make up for the tremendous power gap. If Yuan Ping'an doesn't have any trump card, they might be annihilated in one move.

Gao Xuan sighed inwardly, originally thinking it would be an easily won battle, but it turned into a desperate boss fight.

By this point, it was too late to flee.

Actually, Gao Xuan could have run earlier, but the problem was he couldn't just abandon Yuan Ping'an and the others. These guys were not to be offended.

If Yuan Ping'an and the others died while he escaped alone, he'd have to answer to the Holy Hall.

Now he could only hope Yuan Anping had some special move!

Yuan Anping had already started chanting incantations, "Profound Origin Seven Swords, exterminate demons, destroy evil, break trials and escape doom."

After reciting the spell, Yuan Ping'an sharply pointed at the gigantic White Tiger, "Command, slash!"