The Hidden Dragons and Crouching Tigers of Chunjiang City

The commoners living near the dungeon saw the assassins pour out in full force and were scared witless.

Every one of these assassins possessed cultivation. Killing them would have been as easy as turning over a hand!

But what they did not know was that while they were afraid, the assassins were even more terrified.

Although the assassins of the Black Night Pavilion were numerous, none could withstand a single move from Lu Yang and the other two. Even the Nascent Soul Realm assassins could not take one strike, let alone the Golden Core Realm, Foundation Establishment Realm, and Qi Refining assassins below them. Several died with every move.

"Split up and run!"

The assassins were scared out of their wits. They loved killing people, but they did not like killing themselves. These three were simply beyond their ability to deal with.

Anyone with eyes could see that after this battle, as long as they survived, they would be able to cling to the half-immortal's coattails. From then on, they would rise smoothly, getting whatever wind or rain they wanted, with boundless prospects.

Under no circumstances could they fall into the hands of these three!

"Trying to run?" Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou exchanged a glance and moved at the same time, circling around the assassins.

"Draw a dungeon!"

"Draw the ground into a prison!"

Most of the assassins had not even reacted before they were trapped in cages—some on the ground, and some underground!

"What kind of technique is this?!"

The assassins panicked. The cages underground were indestructible; daggers snapped the instant they touched them. Those on the ground were not cages but rings of light, and no one could escape from within their range!

Some of the more quick-witted assassins saw that they could not defeat Lu Yang