The Broken Knife Is Hopeless? Start With The Fusion Of The Demonic Knife Thousand Blades

"Last year's assassination mission was a drug manufacturing factory in the slums of Asanguo."

"Pharmaceutical factory in the slums? Aren't these things generally made up of low-level or uncultivated people? Wouldn't it be a bit overkill for us to assassinate them?"

The head of Qisha saw Yang Lin's confusion and slowly explained while waving his fan.

"This drug factory is definitely not an ordinary drug factory. They are disguised as aliens. Our Qisemen intelligence department has investigated it. The drugs they sold were sent to all parts of the world after some twists and turns."

"Of course, it's really not our turn to take action."

As he said that, the head of the Seven Kills had a flash of light in his eyes.

"It's a pity that they were too greedy and extended their nondescript tentacles to the eight major assassin organizations."

Yang Lin heard something from the words of the leader of the Seven Kills, so he said:

"Then this drug should be a poison that confuses people's minds."

"Yes, this drug is made from the whole body of the Lotus Flower. It is different from ordinary drugs. Once you are exposed to this drug, you will be deeply addicted."

Yang Lin nodded lightly.

This kind of lotus is quite famous in this world, and its effect is somewhat similar to that of wormwood.

The difference is that after taking it, you will have extremely realistic hallucinations in front of your eyes.

The content of hallucinations is what you most long for and want deep in your heart.

For example, a senior two-dimensional person suddenly appeared in front of Rem wearing a cool summer swimsuit, and his mind must have gone blank for an instant and he was absorbed in it.

As said on the Internet, those who are not determined will be addicted for the first time.

"You are really brave enough to guide people in the organization to use this kind of thing~"

Yang Lin murmured and asked the leader of Qisha:

"What is it this time? Could it be related to alien races?"

"Yeah, that's right."

"But I can't tell you yet. The people from the Assassin Temple will naturally announce it to you in five days."

Yang Lin was speechless.

After chatting for so long, I originally wanted to ask what the content of the competition was so that I could prepare earlier.

"Okay, then I'll go back to practice first."

There was no use staying here any longer anyway. Xiao Zi on his shoulder was clamoring for a fight, but Yang Lin had no choice but to leave first.

"Wait, I have something for you."

As soon as Yang Lin stood up, the head of Qisha raised his hand to stop him.

"What?"

"Take this thing. The other sect leaders will probably give protective magic weapons to their competing disciples. As the leader of the Seven Color Sect, I will definitely not be able to give it to you.

Take it, this is a valuable treasure that helps conceal your breath, treat it as a gift to you. "

The leader of the Seven Kills raised the fingers of his right hand, and a small golden object flew slowly in front of Yang Lin.

Yang Lin took it.

It is a golden turtle pendant with two red gems for eyes, giving him a very strange feeling.

"Thank you, Master."

He put away the golden turtle, thanked the leader of the Seven Kills and turned around to leave.

Xiao Zi was impatient. If she didn't do something, she would definitely be disturbed to death by it.

Flying above the Australian Assassin's Temple.

This is a huge ruin that covers an area equivalent to more than twenty junior high schools.

The construction site is also in a desert in Australia, which completely eliminates the possibility of idlers who have nothing to do and come here to find excitement.

“The design here is half primitive and half modern, and it doesn’t look out of place.”

A yellow-skinned villa was built next to the badly damaged and weathered yellow hall.

Many of the surrounding roads are paved with red spiritual bricks.

At first glance, the central hall is the most dazzling. A basketball-sized red spirit stone at the top of the tower continuously radiates energy to the surroundings.

Yang Lin flew to a villa.

This is a residence specially planned for Qisemen. Not far from it is the Chief Secretary's villa.

"Dear guests of Qisemen, please come in."

The maid in specially dressed standing at the door bowed slightly.

Yang Lin smiled and nodded at them and walked straight in.

"Wow, didn't you agree to fight? Why did you come here to rest!"

"I protest! You are lying to people! No, you are lying to spirits!"

Yang Lin sat on the sofa with an indifferent expression, picked up the kettle on the coffee table and poured himself a glass of water.

"Xiao Zi, there are no ferocious beasts to fight within a few kilometers of here. They were all eliminated by the people from the Assassin Temple in advance. Didn't you see that there are ordinary creatures in the forest just now?"

Xiao Zi twisted her body and then breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Hmm...Okay, then hurry up and feed me some more Essence Stones. I'm still too weak now."

"The Essence Stone is indispensable for you, so don't worry."

Yang Lin waved his hand to summon the magic sword Thousand Blades, and Xiao Zi on his shoulder also turned into a purple energy and penetrated into the sword.

"You practice, and I can't be left behind. If you still fight against a foreign race this time, you must be serious."

He took out the valuable necklace given by the leader of the Seven Kills.

"The master is so generous. This is a valuable gift as a gift."

The spiritual energy penetrated and imprinted his own breath, and he successfully recognized his master.

The little bastard's red eyes lit up, and his breath changed slightly.

Wear it around your neck.

I thought it would feel that heavy, but after putting it on, I felt like I was not wearing anything.

Perhaps, this is a major feature of Chongbao.

............

Five days later.

Game day came naturally.

After practicing his sword skills, Yang Lin wiped off the sweat on his body.

The magic sword was sheathed and headed to the main hall of the Assassin's Temple.

In the main hall.

This place is magnificent, and the most conspicuous thing on the wall is a colorful glass portrait several meters long and wide.

When Yang Lin walked into it, he felt a feeling of a medieval church.

Unlike the church, there are eight chairs placed at the main seat.

Each chair is inlaid with precious stones, and its market price will not be less than 100 million.

Seven chairs are placed parallel to each other below.

The eighth chair was placed on a one-meter-high platform at the back. Yang Lin guessed that the eighth chair was only qualified to sit down if it was ranked first among the eight assassin organizations.

There are several small chairs placed next to the main hall facing the front.

It's where the business bigwigs sit.

Many people have already walked in at this moment.

But most of them are business people in formal suits.

They walked together in twos and threes, laughing and choosing seats to sit down.

"Eh? Don't you have a seat for me?"

Yang Lin glanced around and found that there were only so many chairs, and even some organization elders could only stand alone and dig their feet in embarrassment.

"Tsk, you are an ignorant Dragon Countryer."

A disciple from an unknown sect passed by Yang Lin and made a comment.

Yang Lin was puzzled.

"Yang Lin, we are here to listen to the major leaders introducing the rules of the game, so we can just stand here and listen. Anyway, we will be teleported away in a while."

Black Soul walked to Yang Lin and said.

"That's right."

The leader of the Seven Kills and the Black Rakshasa walked in from the temple gate.

Yang Lin turned around and looked.

"Headmaster."

"Headmaster."

Black Soul and Yang Lin politely said hello at the same time.

The leader of the Seven Kills walked up to Yang Lin.

"Yang Lin, at this time, we need to call each other by your exclusive code names."

"I think you should have already thought about it."

Yang Lin nodded.

"Yeah, my code name."

"Qi."