The flying needle was soundless, leaving no trace behind.

The one who struck understood well that Su Mo possessed supreme martial arts, and on top of that a Vajra Physique of Divine Skills; one could say his abilities were vast and boundless, rare under Heaven.

To kill him was nigh-impossible.

There had already been several attempts before this.

First the Shimeng Flag went out and never returned, then the Snake Ghost Flag and Dragon Blood Flag were put to the torch; the forces gathered before Cui Xin Temple could have razed cities and seized lands, yet they had not the slightest way to deal with him.

But now, a truly once-in-a-lifetime opportunity had appeared.

Within the Martial God Temple, before that single Martial Character, all the experts raised their heads to gaze up, falling into a meditative state, perceiving the true essence of Martial and seeing their own selves clearly.

Though it was but a moment of distraction, in that instant they had no guard whatsoever toward their surroundings.

If one wished to kill him, this was the perfect chance!

Even so, the one who struck had never thought that with a single Mysterious Hidden Needle he could make Su Mo die on the spot.

He only hoped that this one needle could scrape off a bit of Su Mo’s skin, so that the First Grade Extreme Poison smeared upon it could suppress Su Mo’s martial arts.

The Mysterious Hidden Needle was extremely covert, absolutely silent when unleashed.

The attacker was confident that, let alone with Yang Xiaoyun and the others guarding at the side, even if Shi Shengtian himself were present, it would be hard to detect this ambush and sneak attack of his.

Who would have thought that as soon as the needle-light flashed, they heard Yang Xiaoyun give a sharp shout:

"What’s that?"

The attacker’s face couldn’t help but change.

This woman was truly keen!

They saw Yang Xiaoyun lift her Silver Spear and give a flick; just as it was about to strike, that Mysterious Hidden Needle suddenly trembled and vanished!

Looking again, it was already three inches before Su Mo.

It was about to hit when Su Mo suddenly turned his head; where was there the slightest hint of distraction in his eyes?

With a smile brimming in his gaze, he spoke softly:

"I’ve been expecting you."

Gazing upon this Martial Character and falling into a meditative state was a once-in-a-lifetime chance to kill him?

That saying was not wrong.

But since everyone else understood this reasoning, how could Su Mo not?

Thus although he looked at this character, he never truly entered meditation.

He was simply waiting here, to see just who would strike at him.

As those four words fell, the attacker’s soul was scared half out of his body.

Yet before he could make any move, he saw Su Mo extend two fingers, pointing straight at the needle-light.

There was a buzzing sound.

The Mysterious Hidden Needle instantly flickered uncertainly in midair.

A dark radiance on it appeared and vanished, and with another buzz as it pulsed, the entire needle tip suddenly reversed direction.

The black glow on the needle flared up, and with a whoosh it shot toward the attacker.

This technique was precisely that Hidden Tribulation Hand.

When the Hidden Tribulation Hand shrouded it in black light, this Mysterious Hidden Needle the attacker had launched—if it could be said to resemble a flying star—

Then the one Su Mo sent back was a Flying Sword.

Black radiance billowed, roaring as it arrived.

It abruptly appeared to the left, then suddenly to the right.

Back and forth, impossible to grasp.

Yang Xiaoyun’s strike had missed just now precisely because this Hidden Tribulation Hand’s method was wondrous and erratic, refusing to travel in a straight line, impossible to guard against.

"Use his own way against him!!"

Seeing the needle-light about to reach him, the man finally roared angrily:

"How dare you look down on me?"

His two palms rose together, drawing Inner Strength to condense in his palms; as his hands faced each other, layers of Inner Strength flowed, intending to block this Mysterious Hidden Needle.

Yet this Inner Strength barrier seemed as if it were fake.

They saw that Mysterious Hidden Needle buzz, suddenly disappearing.

The next instant, a string of blood sprayed from his back, as the Mysterious Hidden Needle punched straight through his chest.

Its remaining force unabated, it flew on, and with a ding sank into the thick wall of the Martial God Temple.

It buried itself completely; who knew how deep it had pierced.

The attacker stood where he was, hands still held facing each other, his eyes bulging round:

"Impossible..."

As he uttered this last line, his whole body flipped and collapsed.

A wisp of black qi crawled over his entire form.

He did not die at once and fumbled frantically in his robe.

But after groping for a long while, he suddenly remembered... in order to give Su Mo not the slightest chance, he had not brought the Antidote at all.

He was stunned on the spot, and in but a moment he breathed his last.

This entire turn of events sounds long in the telling, yet in truth it happened in but an instant.

In the eyes of the crowd, they only heard Yang Xiaoyun give an angry shout, then turned back to see Su Mo send that Mysterious Hidden Needle back the way it came.

The man only had time to shout, "Use his own way against him," and then toppled over dead.

As they looked at one another, everyone was a bit at a loss.

Only after they understood what had happened did they feel a chill of dread.

"Outrageous! He actually tried to ambush the Young Alliance Leader!?"

"What a vicious Poison!"

"Has Master Geng taken leave of his senses? For no reason at all, why would he strike at the Young Alliance Leader?"

"You know this man?"

"Yiqi Manor Master, Geng Shaoyou! He’s quite renowned in the Jianghu."

"Then why would he plot against the Young Alliance Leader?"

"The method he used just now seemed rather strange... Master Geng is adept with Dual Blades; instead of using his blades to block, he actually used Inner Strength to resist. Isn’t that using one’s weakness against another’s strength?"

The people present all began speaking at once.

Gao Tianqi, together with Mei Xuesong and the Five Leaders at his side, also each glanced at the others.

In the end, Gao Tianqi looked toward Su Mo, signaling with his eyes.

Su Mo gave a slight nod.

Only then did Gao Tianqi quietly let out a breath:

"That was truly perilous."

"Once we step into the Martial God Temple, dangers are to be expected."

Su Mo said softly:

"Alliance Leader Gao must also be somewhat careful."

At this, Gao Tianqi chuckled:

"These old bones of mine are already half buried; matters of life and death I have long since taken lightly.

"The Young Alliance Leader need not worry about me."

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