Wumingzhi struck with incomparable ferocity, embodying the three essentials of speed, precision, and ruthlessness.
As an assassin, he had never pursued a fair fight against his enemies. Killing them in the simplest and most efficient way while catching them off guard was what an assassin ought to strive for.
When she saw him suddenly make his move, Survivor of Calamity finally revealed a blissful smile—a woman's happiness at being protected by the one she loved.
However, with her discernment, she was completely unable to spot the greatest problem.
Had true masters like Ye Weiming or Dao Mei been present, they would have immediately seen that Wumingzhi's situation was far from encouraging.
He was anxious!
As an assassin, he had lost the patience most vital to him.
Before the best opportunity had even arrived, he had exposed his killing intent ahead of time, forcing himself to strike prematurely.
Such a killing move was certainly still difficult to withstand, but because he had acted slightly too early, it could no longer pose any threat to a master like Ye Weiyang.
After all, today's Ye Weiyang was no longer the man he had once been!
Sensing the bone-piercing killing intent behind him, Ye Weiyang merely gave a cold laugh. With a twist of his waist, the Tiger Sever Divine Blade in his hand swept horizontally forward. Before the blade even arrived, its fierce gusts had already forced the surrounding grass and trees to bow low.
The blade seemed slow but was actually swift, striking Wumingzhi's short saber with incomparable precision.
"Clang!"
The two blades collided. Ye Weiyang did not move, but Wumingzhi was sent stumbling three steps backward by the Tiger Sever Divine Blade. Looking down, he saw a rice-grain-sized chip had appeared on his short saber.
The damage to his treasured blade