"A First-class Expert?" Wu Yuan seemed to panic at the words, but his body didn't slow in the slightest. He rolled to the side of the room and vanished into the darkness.
In truth, Wu Yuan had sensed the newcomer long ago.
If Gu Ji couldn't hold him off, Wu Yuan would step in himself.
"An assassin?" Wu Yuan glanced toward the darkness from the corner of his eye.
The dim light revealed the assassin's figure, despite his belief that he'd hidden himself perfectly!
He was tall, carried a Long Sword, and had fair skin on his hands. A black cloth covered half his face, but his eyes looked strangely sinister.
The moment Wu Yuan rolled aside to dodge,
"Die!" Gu Ji sprang into action, surging forward in an instant. The black battle saber in his hand became a dozen streaks of blade light, closing in on the sinister young man from every direction.
There was no exchange of words, no questions.
One was a protector, the other an assassin. The moment they noticed each other, they plunged into a fight to the death. Neither dared hold back.
That was how things usually went.
Only those who survived had the right to put on airs.
"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"
A string of clashing blades rang out, sparks flickering in the darkness. The sinister young man warded off the attacks while retreating at full speed.
A trace of alarm showed in his eyes.
"Boom!" "Boom!" The two First-class Experts went all out. With their Force Extreme techniques, each blow unleashed over a hundred thousand catties of force. Windows, doors, floorboards, and railings shattered with a roar, sending splinters flying in every direction!
"Die!" When Gu Ji saw that his first strike had missed, a short blade suddenly appeared in his left hand.