Chapter 1776

This dodge was clearly strained.

Because the black-clad man's blade was already pressed against Ximen Wudi's throat!

This position precisely blocked his throat; a slight misstep would sever the windpipe!

Beads of sweat had broken out on Ximen Wudi's forehead, and his legs were growing weak.

The black-clad man's combat strength was extremely high, his attack rhythm steady, and even when at a disadvantage, he remained composed.

"Stop struggling. Your strength is decent enough, but in my eyes, you're still nothing." The black-clad man spoke, his tone thick with contempt.

"Who are you? Why are you chasing me?" Ximen Wudi asked.

"Our boss wants your life." The black-clad man said, raising his long blade in his right hand!

He intended to kill Ximen Wudi outright!

"Did Ye Shuangjiang send you?" Ximen Wudi's expression carried faint mockery: "Do you really think this is enough to kill me? You're thinking far too simply."

"Heh, don't try to provoke me—my patience is limited." The black-clad man finished, raising his blade!

Yet at that moment, another figure appeared out of thin air!

He swung his short blade, striking directly against the long blade, forcing it off its original path!

"Die." The black-clad man snorted coldly.

Then, the newly arrived black-clad man clashed with the blade-wielder!

And in the darkness, four more people stood still!

These black-clad men did not continue attacking Ximen Wudi; instead, they vanished into the night!

They were determined to ensure absolute success of the mission—otherwise, they would have no face to return to Huaxia and face their master!

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1679 Saving himself from the awkward situation

1679 Saving himself from the awkward situation

At this moment, Ximen Wudi sat against the wall on the ground, gasping for breath; the danger he had just faced left him shaken.

"Thank goodness I didn't try to block that black-clad man's attack—if I had, his strike would've severed my neck!" A wave of relief flashed through Ximen Wudi's mind.

He didn't recognize this sudden newcomer—if not for the stranger's intervention, Ximen Wudi would've been dead!

Yet at this moment, he saw that the sudden arrival was a Japanese man.

He wore a samurai robe, with two long samurai blades at his waist; the hilt of the left blade was inlaid with a dazzling blue gem!

The gem radiated a cool, translucent glow, appearing beautiful and priceless!

"This is a Japanese samurai blade!" Ximen Wudi narrowed his eyes: "Who are you? From Japan, or from the Huaxia martial world?"

Ximen Wudi had lived in the martial world long enough to be intimately familiar with such blades; indeed, he had once trained with special materials designed specifically to parry weapons—though he hadn't used them in years.

"The Huaxia martial world? When did the Huaxia martial world produce such a powerful expert? I've never seen you before." The Japanese samurai asked.

His eyes held a wary edge.

After all, Ximen Wudi had forced him back so quickly—he must possess formidable combat strength!

"Who are you? From Japan, the Huaxia martial world, or… the Western Dark World?" Ximen Wudi asked gravely.

This question left him baffled.

After all, this wasn't Huaxia—Huaxia's experts almost certainly wouldn't come to the West, unless they'd been deliberately dispatched on secret missions!

"I come from…" The Japanese samurai hesitated: "Guess."

"Is it the Death Temple?" Ximen Wudi said.

"No, but we belong to the same organization—though you're not worthy to mention it." The black-clad man's eyes brimmed with disdain: "You should be repenting in hell."

Upon hearing this, Ximen Wudi's eyes blazed with intense light!

"You're insulting all of Huaxia martial arts!" Ximen Wudi said coldly, clenching his fists, muscles taut, ready to fight to the death.

"You're no match for me." The black-clad man said.

Ximen Wudi nodded: "No, you're wrong—I won't surrender. Today, I will kill you!"

"Really?"

The black-clad man smiled faintly, flicked his wrist, and his long blade erupted in a flash of icy light, sweeping toward Ximen Wudi!

Simultaneously, the other three black-clad men moved!

They were all top-tier experts, with extraordinary coordination!

"This time, I've really stirred up a hornet's nest." Ximen Wudi shook his head, gritted his teeth: "Since we're already here, let's kill them all!"

He stepped forward sharply, leapt into the air, and his four-edged military dagger became a streak of dark light, lancing toward the chests of the four black-clad men!

"Foolish bastard!" The black-clad men snarled in unison, raising their blades to slash at the four-edged military dagger!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The clash of metal rang out continuously; sparks exploded!

After landing, Ximen Wudi staggered backward several steps; with each step, he spat out a mouthful of blood!

Though their faces were obscured, these black-clad men's strength far surpassed ordinary experts—especially their sword techniques, which were brutally sharp!

And Ximen Wudi's counterattack had been completely neutralized!

Ximen Wudi's feet shattered several sturdy stone tiles; he wiped blood from his lips, his eyes glowing brighter than ever: "It seems my journey has led me into many extraordinary events."

"Apollo, you're a smart man—I advise you to surrender, or you'll die horribly." The lead black-clad man said.

"Hahaha! I hate being threatened!"

Ximen Wudi laughed wildly, then slammed his foot down hard upon the ground!

Clang-clang-clang-clang!

The tail ends of the four-edged military spikes sprang out simultaneously, shooting straight toward the throats of the five black-clad men!

Because the four-edged military spikes were moving at extreme speed, they arrived in the blink of an eye!

Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh!

The weapons of those five men swung out in unison, shattering the flying spinning cones!

Seeing this, Ximen Wudi grinned wide and laughed: "I should have known it long ago, I should have thought of it long ago!"

Having said that, his four-edged military spike suddenly accelerated, like a bolt of Lei Ting, and in an instant sliced across the necks of four enemies!

From their necks, four sprays of blood instantly burst forth!

Ximen Wudi's arm shook violently! The military spike flew backward and then stabbed into the floor tiles!

"However, this Eastern samurai seems a bit tricky. That knee strike of his just now was too vicious, it made my whole body ache as if it were splitting apart." Ximen Wudi rubbed his chest, looked down, and saw that there were already several dark bruises on it.

His ribs had probably also been injured by that elbow strike just now, but Ximen Wudi was still relatively lucky—at least his internal organs weren't damaged; otherwise, he would probably already be lying on the bed on the verge of death by now.

"Die!" that man roared, then his body suddenly shot up from the ground, twin blades whirling, blade-light flooding forth!

That man's blade technique was extremely fierce; Ximen Wudi simply couldn't resist. After just a few exchanges, his arm, thigh, and abdomen were all slashed! Blood gushed out, dyeing his lapel red!

And at this moment, Ximen Wudi heard a rumbling sound coming from the distance again. The momentum was simply tremendous, as if the entire mountain were trembling along with it!

"Damn, could it be a tank attacking?" Ximen Wudi endured the searing pain, glanced up, and then saw a truck!

The truck was rapidly closing in, seeming about to run him over any second!

Ximen Wudi's brow immediately furrowed: "These Temple of Death bastards actually brought in a truck!"

Before his words had even faded, he saw that the truck was only seven or eight meters away from Ximen Wudi!

Ximen Wudi knew that, with his own strength, there was no way he could dodge it, so he immediately let out a furious roar: "I'll send you to meet Satan first!"

Having said that, he directly raised both arms, like swatting a fly, and slammed them down toward the truck!

Smack!

The truck's windshield was smashed into shards by Ximen Wudi's bare hands. Then, the guy leaped up, performed a signature mid-air twist, and landed in the truck's front passenger seat!

That black-clad man instinctively reached to pull open the door and flee, but grabbed only empty air. Then Ximen Wudi seized his shoulder with one hand, gripped the military spike in his right hand, and sliced straight down toward his neck!

Whoosh!

With this strike, the head of that Eastern warrior instantly flew off!