Chapter 87: Self-renewal cockroach (1/2)

Chapter 87: Self-renewal cockroach

“Big senior apprentice-brother, Big senior apprentice-brother………”

Fatty wailed mournfully, and many disciples also shed tears one after another.

With great difficulty, Cloud Mist Sect which had been continuously suppressed for the past many years had finally felt proud and elated, making disciples saw the hopes of a revival. But in the blink of an eye, Ye Chuan, the leading Big senior apprentice-brother had died, died a violent death. Could it be that this truly was heaven being jealous of heroic genius?

“Black Cauldron Sect, Tuoba Xiong, it’s definitely him, that old fellow must have sent assassins to kill Big senior apprentice-brother. He didn’t want to give us Cloud Mist Sect any chance to respite and rejuvenate!”

Fatty Zaho Dazhi gnashed his teeth, and he who used to be timid and cowardly in former days pulled out the sword hanging on his waist, then said with murderous intention: “Brothers, let’s fight with them, kill to the campsite of Black Cauldron Sect, and take revenge for Big senior apprentice-brother! If you are a man and are a brother, then come with me!”

“Kill!”

“Kill to Black Cauldron Sect, take revenge for Big senior apprentice-brother!”

………

People shouted at the top of their voice, and with red eyes, they draw out their sword. Now all of them were about to rush into the campsite of Black Cauldron Sect regardless of anything.

With the death of Big senior apprentice-brother Ye Chuan, who would get the largest benefit, who had this kind of motives and who had capabilities to move seven first-rate assassins?

There was only one answer, that was Black Cauldron Sect’s Sect Master Tuoba Xiong!

That old man was humiliated by Ye Chuan last time, and at that time, he had already regarded Ye Chuan as a thorn in his flesh. And now, they lagged behind in ranking in this Great Competition, so they naturally were most likely to be the criminal!

The chest of Zhu Sijia rapidly rose and fell. She knew that attacking the campsite ofBlack Cauldron Sect like this was just courting death, but thinking about the tragic death of Ye Chuan, she also couldn’t help, as she herself was itching to personally chop that old man, Tuoba Xiong into minced meat. Only Nan Tiandu was clam headed, and was expressionless as always, but he didn’t stop them, rather tightly grasped the hilt.

Big senior apprentice-brother of today was no longer Big senior apprentice-brother of former days. Nan Tiandu had never been convinced by anyone, but now, he was completely convinced by Ye Chuan. If Ye Chuan really died, no need to speak about only killing to the campsite of Black Cauldron Sect, he would even dare to go to assassinate Black Cauldron Sect’s Sect Master Tuoba Xing without any hesitation!

“Don’t move, are the brains of all of you filled with water?”

When all of them wanted to go to kill with surging sentiments, a familiar voice resounded.

Inside the tent, the thick smoke gradually dispersed, and the indistinct figure of Ye Chuan appeared in front of people. His entire body was bloodstained and a long sword was still stuck in his body. But beside him, seven corpses were lying in disorder.

All seven assassins who had suddenly invaded were dead without exception!

Among seven assassins, the throat of six assassins was cut off by extremely thin razor blades, and now, their heads were attached to their body only with an extremely thin layer of skin. And as for the last one, he had fallen nearest to Ye Chuan, and he was also the one that had suffered the most injuries. There were three razor blades stuck in his body. One was stuck in his throat, another one was stuck in his chest and the final one was stuck in his forehead. And the final one was the most fatal one!

At the crucial moment, Ye Chuan had used Smoke Wave Talisman to create confusion, and also blinded their vision, then used Light Inch to counterattack all of a sudden. He instantly released all nine blades, and every one of them was fatal!

The assassin with three blades stuck in his body was the fastest and also the agilest and fiercest. It seems he was the leader of these assassins. Ye Chuan had to use the blade in his mouth to get rid of him, and at the same time, he himself was also stabbed on the left shoulder by the sword of this dying assassin. This sword had nearly stabbed his heart.

“Big senior apprentice-brother, you aren’t dead?” Zhu Sijia rushed over, and seeing a sharp sword stabbed through his left shoulder, tears flowed out from her eyes.

“A good person doesn’t live long, but bad person lives for thousands of years. Junior apprentice-sister Jiajia, didn’t you say I, Big senior apprentice-brother am a bad person, so how could I die so easily?” Ye Chuan smiled, and a muffled groan escaped from his mouth as slightly moving his body hurt his wounds.

“Don’t move, Big senior apprentice-brother, I will help you to treat your wounds. Guards, help Big senior apprentice-brother come to my tent!”

Zhu Sijia calmed down, then instructed loudly, and quickly, help Ye Chuan wrap up his wounds.

The assassin that stabbed Ye Chuan on his deathbed was truly sinister. That sword was not only sharp, but was also coated with poison.Fortunately, the body of Ye Chuan was doughty, moreover, their Cloud Mist Sect that was famous for refining pills was also good at detoxifying, otherwise, Ye Chuan would have been buried with those people. Even like this, his injuries weren’t light, and he looked pale.

“Big senior apprentice-brother, should we forget just like this and helplessly let that old man Tuoba Xiong go?” Fatty still gnashed his teeth feeling aggrieved.

“Not forget like this, then do you want to fight to the death with Tuoba Xiong? Let alone you yourself, even if all of us went together, I fear it is not even enough to even plug the gap of his teeth.” Ye Chuan answered. Fatty and others were feeling aggrieved, but he was indifferent as if this was a common occurrence, merely a sneer flashed for an instant. And after speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.

“All of you, return now, Big senior apprentice-brother is tired, I alone can look after him.” Zhu Sijia hinted fatty, Nan Tiandu and others to leave. Then they bowed and left one after another.

Very soon, inside the tent, only Zhu Sijia and Ye Chuan were left. And a fine and continuous faint fragrance of woman seeped into the nasal cavity of Ye Chuan, penetrating deep into his heart.