Ye Zhen burst out from a wooden pillar in the second-floor building, blood spraying wildly from his mouth. The Yellow Sand Golden Soul Armor covering his body was already in tatters, yet Ye Zhen moved as swiftly as lightning.
Before the masked assassins on the second floor wielding Flame Spirit Demon-Exploding Crossbows could react, Ye Zhen had already lunged among them like a bolt of lightning. His iron fist swept through, and the heads of eleven masked martial artists shattered into fragments.
There were fifty masked martial artists on this side of the building. The instant Ye Zhen killed eleven of them, the remaining thirty-nine reacted at once. Yet when they saw their target, disbelief still appeared on their faces.
Thirty Plum Blossom Spirit Seizing Needles shot out of a nearby potted plant as if from thin air, drilling straight into the backs of thirty-six masked martial artists' heads.
The eyes of those thirty-six martial artists suddenly filled with utter terror, and in an instant, the light vanished from them.
Driven by Little Demon, whose cultivation had reached the third level of the Spirit-Connecting Realm, the thirty-six Plum Blossom Spirit Seizing Needles displayed astonishing power. The late-stage Dao Entry Realm assassins were directly blasted to death by the needles under Little Demon's control.
This sight filled the remaining three masked assassins with terror, while Ye Zhen had already curled into himself and rammed toward the three of them.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
In an instant, bones broke, tendons snapped, and minced flesh littered the ground.
All of this had happened within a single breath.
Before the other fifty masked assassins opposite them could react, Ye Zhen had wiped out half their number.
"Across from us, fire!"
A leader roared savagely and raised his Flame Spirit Demon-Exploding Crossbow again.
At the sight,