Chapter 348: Mad Knife VS Sword Woman

with her subordinates and headed toward the Heavenly Patrol Division, charging towards it in anger.The head of the Xuan Tian Si, Inspector Fan Hua, was sitting in his study processing official documen...The mad blade’s attack was extremely fast, all of this happening in an instant.

Ye Bufan's lips curled into a smile. So soon another assassin had come to his door, and this one was a master swordsman.

Seeing this guy was coming for the owner, Christina's expression turned cold. She stood up and got ready to fight.

At this moment, the Dao Nuzi spoke: "Master, I haven't had a chance to wield my blade in quite some time. Allow me to hone my skills on this one!"

Ye Bufan nodded. "Alright, this kid also uses a sword. You guys can compare."

The Dao Nü (Knife Woman) stood up, holding the Dragon and Phoenix Sword in her hand as she walked towards Kuang Dao.

Seeing the woman approaching, Kuang Dao's face flashed a disdainful expression: "Ugly woman, if you want to live, get back as fast as possible, or..."

Before he could finish his words, a blade suddenly flashed back, the Daoist nun taking action.

The mad knife's expression changed drastically. Having wielded a blade for many years and killed countless people, he could naturally see how fierce the opponent's swordsmanship was.

I never would have thought this ugly woman was actually a master with a knife, and she seems to be even better than me.

He could no longer care for much else, and hurriedly drew his sword, moving at lightning speed to meet him.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

With a clang of metal, Kuang Dao's face grew increasingly grim. Every time their blades clashed, a piece of his sword would be chipped away.

After barely surviving the attack, I was left with only a piece of the hilt.

"This..."

Kuang Dao's expression turned extremely ugly. This sword had accompanied him for many years, forged by a master blacksmith at great expense in the Bing Xiong Nation.

Over all these years, whenever we fought, he always had the upper hand in weaponry. But today, he was instantly reduced to a mere hilt.

The knife maiden glanced at him disdainfully, "With such little skill, you dare to come and bellow at my master!"

Kuan Dao roared, "What good are divine weapons If you're truly skilled, fight me with an ordinary blade!"

"Alright, then I'll give you a chance."

The Daoist nun looked back and put away the Dragon-Phoenix Sword, inserting it behind her.

Seeing the opponent sheathe their sword, Kuang Dao’s expression lit up with joy. Now he stood a chance in battle.

He swiftly drew a short dagger from his leg, the blade flashing coldly as it lunged towards the knife woman's chest.

This guy was a killer through and through, never one to follow the rules. He always wanted to get the upper hand before Dao Nü could draw her sword.

To his surprise, the Dao Nv didn't change her blade but instead raised her right hand and swung it directly at him.

The sharp blade clashed with the dagger in his hand, producing a dull boom. It sent him and his weapon flying back seven or eight meters.

"This... My goodness, it's actually blade qi!"

Seeing this woman casually unleashing blades of energy with her hand, I was terrified out of my wits. This kind of master was far beyond my capabilities, no matter how hard I tried. The faster I ran, the better.

He turned his head to run, but the Knife Maiden's hands were like blades, and a chilling blade aura already enveloped him completely.

There was no other way, Kuang Dao could only wield the short knife in his hand and fight desperately.

Unfortunately, the gap in their strength was too great. After only two moves, blood flashed, and the man's arm holding the knife was severed by the swordswoman.

"Ah!"

Dropping an arm, the madman let out a roar, but he used this opportunity to break free from the swordswoman's blade barrage and flee rapidly towards the outside of the courtyard.

Just when he thought he could escape, Christina raised her right hand and black qi transformed into a spear, instantly piercing his chest.

"Ah!"

The mad blade let out another cry of pain, feeling a sharp object pierce through his chest. But when he looked down, there was nothing but a gaping hole in his chest.

He reluctantly turned back, looking at Ye Bufan who was still sitting at the dining table, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

What kind of people surround this guy He's ranked in the top 500 assassins globally, yet he couldn't even touch a single hair on the opponent before losing his own life.

If one had known the other party was so formidable, not to mention $30 million, even three hundred million wouldn't be enough to take this job.

He collapsed to the ground with a thud, his heart filled with bitterness, his life extinguished.

At this moment, a commotion arose around them. After the last assassination attempt by the Azure Dragon mercenary group, the Zuma tribe paid special attention to Ye Bufan and his group.

Hearing the commotion, Chief Galincha and his captain of the guard immediately arrived with their men, surrounding the small courtyard with thousands of people.

After Garlin entered the room and glanced at the fallen blade on the ground, he said to Ye Bufan: "Grand Sorcerer, are there assassins again"

"He's just a small fry," Ye Bufan said, "Dispose of the body."

The captain of the guards waved his hand, and immediately someone came over to drag Crazy Knife's body out.

Ye Bufan said to Jia Lincha, “Chieftain, I have something I want to ask you about.”

"Great Shaman, please say what you need. As long as it is within the power of our Zuni tribe, we will fulfill your request," said Garlincha.

"That's not what I meant," Ye Bufan said. "From today onwards, I will no longer be the Great Shaman of the Zu Ma tribe. Tomorrow, I will leave here."

Seeing Garlin's expression change drastically, he pulled Christina aside and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, I have already found a successor."

This is my friend Christina, a very powerful witch, to be precise, a Witch King. With her in charge, the safety of the Zuma tribe is assured.

Gallen and the Zuma tribe members all looked at Christina. She was definitely a stunningly beautiful woman, with no hint of a great sorceress's aura.

He said, "Great Shaman, I think this decision of yours is too hasty and does not conform to the rules of our Zuma tribe."

Ye Bufan smiled faintly: "Rules are rules, I've already competed with Christina, and I'm not her opponent. I lost the challenge."

According to the customs of the Zuma tribe, the position of Chief Shaman should be relinquished.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, how could you possibly lose!"

Jia Lincha had seen Ye Bufan's abilities with his own eyes, so he immediately shook his head in disbelief.

"The other members of the tribe behind him also started shouting, 'Grand Shaman, don't lie to us, we won't let you leave.'"

You are the great shaman of our Zuni tribe, and you must protect our people!

She's just a woman, she doesn't deserve to be our tribe's Great Shaman.

Ye Bufan wasn't in a hurry. He smiled gently at Christina: "It seems that many people are not convinced by you."

Christina knew his intentions and stepped forward, addressing the gathering, "Anyone who disagrees, step forward."

“I refuse to accept it, how can you, a woman, be worthy of becoming the tribe's chief shaman…”

A black man stood out, towering at around two meters tall.

Before he could finish his sentence, Christina waved her hand. A black qi transformed into a giant hammer and struck him in the chest instantly.

The tall black man's body flew out like a broken sack, crashing into a large tree seven or eight meters away with a bang before falling to the ground.

Startled, several large birds roosting in trees at night took flight, soaring into the sky.

Christina waved again, and an invisible black aura enveloped several large cages. Immediately after, the birds within fell from the sky.

When the hit the ground, everyone in horror discovered that these birds were reduced to a pile of dry bones, their flesh devoured completely. tearing through the protective true energy of a Nascent Soul stage powerhouse. For cultivators at the Core Formation stage, there is simply no resistance whatsoever.A Nascent Soul stage cultivator,...