The Guard Team Came Calling

How could Wang Daoyuan let such an opportunity slip by? A Dragon Claw phantom condensed in his hand and clawed toward the spot in the courtyard where Spiritual Power Fluctuations were coming from.

This assassin's escape technique was quite decent. A black shadow flashed, instantly evading Wang Daoyuan's attack.

But once he used an escape technique, his concealment secret art naturally fell apart on its own.

The man was at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, his face covered, dressed in tight black clothes.

He looked like a man, so there was no need to keep him alive.

Wang Daoyuan already had the Ink Dragon Halberd in hand. Using the True Dragon Floating Technique, he pursued the assassin.

The advantage of this assassin's escape technique was that it caused little commotion, but its speed was truly not much to speak of. It was far inferior to the True Dragon Floating Technique.

Wang Daoyuan caught up to the assassin and fiercely swung his great halberd.

The assassin also brought out a pitch-black longsword to block it. Unfortunately, with a heavy weapon like the Ink Dragon Halberd combined with Wang Daoyuan's physical body strength, how could an assassin withstand him in close combat?

The two weapons collided with an ear-piercing screech.

The sword in the assassin's hand failed to hold back the blow, and the Ink Dragon Halberd smashed into his chest.

Then came a crack like breaking bones. The assassin flew backward and slammed into the Defensive Formation.

Before he could recover, Wang Daoyuan had already closed in.

His left hand transformed into an enormous dragon claw, seizing the assassin's entire body.

The assassin struggled desperately, but he could not budge the dragon claw in the slightest.

A moment later, all Spiritual Power Fluctuations from his body vanished.

He was about to