Sky Traversing Holy Patriarch - C227 Stabbed Sword (1)

When the Black Assassin heard this roar that sounded like it originated from the Ancient Desolation, all of them turned solemn. They seemed to have realized something and all of them stopped their attacks.

“The holy beast of the Witch Clan, the Golden Silkworm King, is here. Everyone be careful, finish this quickly!” He was still the killer who controlled the whole situation. At this moment, his words sounded like he was giving the final order.

“You can’t leave! You can all stay here for me! ” However, just as he finished speaking, a middle aged man wearing a murderous spirit appeared amongst the group of assassins. Just from the aura of the middle-aged man, it was obvious that he was the Holy Beast of the Southern Witch Tribes, the Golden Silkworm King.

“Humph, I’ve heard of your name for a long time. I never thought that you would have already taken human form. Very well, I’d like to see how strong you are!” He attacked all by himself, and from this, it could be seen how strong the Black Assassin was. To dare fight against the Level 9 Golden Silkworm King, it meant that his strength had at least reached the Sky Crossing Stage.

“Brat, I’ll kill you first!” Seeing that the Golden Silkworm King wanted to intercept him, the killer who tried to kill Shi Zhongtian raised the curved blade in his hand again, turned into a ray and directly rushed towards Shi Zhongtian. If nothing went wrong, under the sharp attack of the assassin, Shi Zhongtian would very likely die! Just as the half inch long curved blade was about to cut towards Shi Zhongtian’s neck, suddenly, Shi Zhongtian and the expert felt that they had fallen into an endless darkness, as though they were the only ones left in this unfamiliar darkness.

Black Assassin had originally thought that it was only Shi Zhongtian’s desperate and dark energy, but after struggling free for a moment, she became flustered. At this moment, he did not know what to do.

Shi Zhongtian originally thought that he was going to die, but when he felt the sudden appearance of this dark space, he was first stunned, and then, his face filled with pleasant surprise, he said in a clear voice:

“Mom, you came just in time!”

“Nonsense. You brat, it’s fortunate that I came. If something were to happen to you, how would I live?” She reached out and gently patted Shi Zhongtian’s head, and a middle-aged woman who still retained her charm said to him with a doting look on her face.

“Mom, hurry up and kill them. This time, our Witch clan’s losses are too great, and their strength is too powerful!” After chatting for a while longer, Shi Zhongtian said with a hateful tone as he stared at the middle-aged woman.

“Humph, don’t worry. Today, none of them will leave this place!” The middle aged woman spoke with murderous spirit.

In the next moment, under the command of the middle-aged woman, close to thirty experts rushed in. Each one of them had an aura of destruction that caused one’s heart to tremble.

At the moment, just as they arrived, the situation on the scene immediately changed. All of the experts on the Phantom Killer were surrounded and attacked by at least three Witch expert s, and in a short period of time, three of them died horribly on the spot.

“Sister-in-law, how are you? Are you alright? ” Right now, when her own Southern Witch Tribes’s Holy Beasts, his mother and a group of experts arrived, Shi Zhongtian could be considered to be completely relieved. He believed that no matter how strong these Phantom Killer assassins were, they would not be able to snatch away the Shaman’s Heart under the siege of so many of her Shaman Tribe’s experts. Hence, he immediately went to Ao Ningxue’s side and looked at her with concern.

“Don’t worry, I have a defensive magic treasure. The attacks of these assassins are powerful, but they can’t kill me right now!” said in a clear voice, his face slightly pale white.

“Boom! Boom!”

Just at this time, the sounds of water splashing could be heard, three Black Assassin s surrounded Ling Feng tightly, causing him to not even have a chance to breathe, but in Ling Feng’s hand, everyone saw, he was holding a red heart, and was still beating non-stop.