"How is this possible?"
Feng Wan's mouth dropped open.
In her view,
this brawny man, with his profound aura, had at least reached the Peak of the Eighth Heaven of the Spirit Sea. Ye Qingchen could not possibly defeat him, yet who would have thought the opponent was slain with just a single sword strike.
Everyone present was also dumbfounded, their eyes nearly popping out.
Of course, the most furious were the assassins from the Blood Rain Tower!
They originally wore playful smiles, thinking Ye Qingchen was just a fish in a barrel, easy to crush. Who knew he would eliminate one of their own right under their noses.
"Attack together!"
Dark Flame and the others' expressions drastically changed, shouting out in unison as they surged towards Ye Qingchen like an overwhelming tide.
One of the assassins in blue raised his hand, and as True Qi surged, several long swords formed in front of him. Each of these swords, formed by True Qi, floated by his side.
"Go!"
