When the power of faith covered the void and swallowed the Dongming Jade, at that moment, the Dongming Jade Dagger was raised.
"When"
People were shocked to discover that Ji Wuming was standing still, unmoving, yet his dagger had already reached Dongming Yu.
When the two daggers collided, Ji Wuming's figure slowly disappeared and reappeared before Dongming Yu.
"Time Domain?"
A powerful figure exclaimed. Within the realm of faith, Ji Wuming's time domain was gradually showing its power. His strike was a step ahead of what others could see.
In other words, the images people see are delayed—this is the power to cut through time. If it were an ordinary strong fighter, by the time they tried to defend, they would have already died. This is an unsolvable law.
No one knew how Dongming Jade managed to withstand attacks that transcended time with precision.
"Although you have dual-element Supreme Bones, you can control time and space. Unfortunately, you only control superficially.
The mysteries of time and space—you simply can't comprehend them. Do you think that disturbing the fluctuations in time and space counts as mastery?
You're wrong. Time and space are just relative concepts. You can handle outsiders, but when dealing with assassins, sharp perception allows you to adapt to the flow of time and changes in space.
So your time and space power means nothing to me. What you can control, I can also control based on your temporal fluctuations.
If the power of time and space is water, then I am the fish. Whether the current is slow or fast, I will adapt accordingly. Are you foolish enough to drown a fish with water? Dongmingyu's pretty face was cold and indifferent, her voice calm and unruffled.
"Nonsense. As long as the current is strong enough, how can a small fish resist the current? It would only be crushed to death by the water. Ji Wuming's face was grim.
"You're right, but with your shallow control over space-time, it seems you can't hurt me. Your quality isn't good. Trying to win by quantity is nothing but a pipe dream." Dongming Yu shook her head.
"Enough talk, let's see what we really do!"
Ji Wuming shouted angrily, and suddenly his voice vanished instantly.
Dongmingyu snorted coldly, didn't even look back, and with a beautiful transformation, the dagger shifted from a forward hand to a reverse hand, swinging it toward the back without even looking.
With a loud bang, Dongming Jade's dagger blocked Ji Wuming's unfathomable strike with precision, a composure that was truly astonishing.
"Clang, dang, dang... Ji
Wuming's figure flashed rapidly, slashing dozens of times in one breath. Dongming Yu's body never moved, daggers flying like graceful dances, blocking Ji Wuming's attacks completely.
The clash of daggers sounded like beautiful notes, exceptionally pleasant to the ear, but people knew that these notes were death warrants—one wrong move could cost them their lives.
Dongming Yu moved gracefully, wielding her dagger with every move, making every move clear and pleasing to the eye.
Ji Wuming, on the other hand, attacked like thunder and retreated like a ghost; the world was filled with his afterimage, fierce and fierce, filled with murderous intent.
From afar, it looked like a beautiful fairy battling an invisible demon, each strike thrilling and thrilling, making one's heart race.
"It's already eighty-one moves. Now that I've killed you, Master shouldn't blame me anymore."
Suddenly, Dongming Yu's gaze turned cold. She stopped defending passively. Suddenly, she moved, and at the very moment she moved, an unknown black power began to radiate from her body.
"Clang"
Ji Wuming's dagger trembled as a terrifying force pulled him in. The violent force on his dagger vanished without a trace like a clay ox sinking into the sea. His body tilted, and his face changed dramatically. Without hesitation, he activated spatial power and rapidly retreated.
"Pfft"
Ji Wuming immediately retreated, but his throat still ached as Dongming Yu's dagger sliced it open once more.
Ji Wuming was both shocked and furious, filled with hatred. This was already the third time he had been cut at the throat, and for a peerless assassin, this was a humiliation worse than death.
But before he could fight back in anger, Dongming Yu's dagger had already stabbed down from midair, its shadow filling the sky like a violent storm.
"Dang dang dang dang dang ..."
"Puff puff..."
Ji Wuming frantically defended against it, but Dongming Yu's attacks were too fast, and his moves were unpredictable, unpredictable and unpredictable. Several times, Ji Wuming missed his target, leaving more than a dozen wounds on his body.
At this moment, any response or counterattack was just a stretch—there was no time, so he could only rely on intuition to defend. In moments, Ji Wuming was covered in blood.
However, it must be said that Ji Wuming was powerful. Every attack was at a critical moment, allowing him to avoid fatal points. Although injured, it was not serious.
"Armor made of faith power?" An assassin even wearing armor? Master is right. Your Blood Killing Hall is a disgrace to the assassin world, while the Nine Nether Hall is far stronger than you. Dong Mingyu attacked coldly as he spoke.
Dongming Yu had several attacks and had the chance to seriously injure Ji Wuming, but Ji Wuming had an invisible layer of armor. When the dagger pierced his body, the power on Dongming Yu's dagger would be absorbed and derailed by the armor.
So although Ji Wuming appears to be repeatedly injured, these injuries do not have a substantial impact on him. The invisible Faith Battle Armor is Ji Wuming's trump card for survival.
"Nonsense. Assassins should do whatever it takes for their target. A killer's goal is singular: to take down the target. No matter how strong your assassination skills are, if you can't take down your target, you're useless." Ji Wuming shouted angrily while defending himself.
"A killer is a killer, not a rogue. Since he's an assassin, he must have the professional ethics and discipline of an assassin.
Even assassins need rules and boundaries. Without rules and boundaries, they're a bunch of crude butchers. Without rules and boundaries, there's no faith. Without faith but still absorbing faith, you're a fraud.
Your master, Enpuda, is a complete fraud, deceiving believers with their faith to strengthen himself, using rules to bind them, while he does whatever he wants—utterly shameless. That's why your master is called the despicable god of slaughter. Dong Mingyu sneered.
"Nonsense, what do you know?" Utter nonsense. Ji Wuming shouted angrily. While he respected Empuda, Empuda was also the person he admired most. Dongmingyu's words were even angrier than humiliating him.
"Nonsense? Heh, you probably don't know, but my life was almost ruined by him.
I used to be his follower, believing in this hypocritical guy, and nearly doomed to ruin.
Fortunately, Brother Long Chen woke me up with his kindness. He opened a window for me and let me see the light.
At that time, I swore that if I had the chance, I would destroy the Blood Slaughter Hall and never poison all living beings again. Today is the first step in my destruction of the Blood Slaughter Hall. I will use your head to declare war on Enpuda. Dongming
Yu's voice grew colder and colder, her killing intent growing stronger. Suddenly, she formed a hand seal with one hand and shouted sharply:
"Silent Night"
As her voice fell, in that instant, the entire world and heaven and earth plunged into darkness, silent and still.