Just a few days ago, Li Shun was unable to discern Yang Fei's Martial Arts Realm.

But today, at first glance, this fellow is definitely more than a Mingjin Earth-grade Martial Artist.

Is he here to save lives, or to deliver death?

Li Shun wanted to cry but had no tears.

Li Shun did not know what had happened to Yang Fei.

A seemingly unfathomable supreme master had, within a few days, become a Mingjin Master.

This was more unbelievable than a hen turning into a duck.

"Brother Yang Fei, you go first, I'll cover our retreat."

Almost instantly, Li Shun had sized up the situation.

He was a man of loyalty, and immediately stood in front of Yang Fei to cover his departure.

Bai Yang also positioned himself to Li Shun's left side, ready to launch a suicidal attack on the Iron-faced Assassin.

"Heh heh, no one is going to leave here alive, die!"

The Iron-faced Assassin let out a sinister laugh, his figure becoming blurry and unclear.

A dusty shadow, mixed with the cold light of a blade like lightning, pounced toward Li Shun.

As for Yang Fei, the Iron-faced Assassin didn't bother with him at all.

A Mingjin Earth-grade nobody wasn't worth a sliver of his effort.

The corners of Yang Fei's mouth curved up, his eyes filled with a leisurely smile.

In the eyes of others, the Iron-faced Assassin was too fast to evade, but in his view, he was only slightly faster than a snail.

"Speaking of speed, hmmph..."

Yang Fei sneered inwardly.

Since mastering Tiger Pounce, his Essence Qi had been exhausted, leaving only a small part that transformed into new Essence Qi.

This small part of Essence Qi, however, made Yang Fei's speed ten times faster than that of an ordinary Mingjin Master!

The bright sword light, like a shooting star, forced Li Shun's eyes shut, unable to open them.

He could already feel that death was descending upon him like lightning.

Li Shun was truly valiant, for at this critical moment of life and death, he didn't retreat but instead howled like a wolf, wielding his Triangular Military Spike as he launched a counter-charge.

Kill!

And on the other side, Bai Yang also charged over, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, unstoppable in his momentum.

Yang Fei grinned and slowly drew out a baseball bat.

He sighed lazily, "Didn't I say to leave the third strike to me? Are you trying to steal that from me?"

After speaking, his figure flashed in mid-air and bizarrely vanished.

The next second, Yang Fei's figure appeared behind the Iron-faced Assassin.

His baseball bat, with a heavy blow, struck the back of the Iron-faced Assassin's head.

Thud!

The Iron-faced Assassin's head buzzed, stars dancing before his eyes.

Unbearable pain and dizziness emanated from the back of his head.

The Iron-faced Assassin stumbled.

His blade light slightly scattered, blocked by Li Shun's Triangular Military Spike, and he was also injured on his arm by Bai Yang's slanted sword strike.

The Iron-faced Assassin, with a casual strike, forced Li Shun and Bai Yang to retreat.

He slowly turned his head, his eyes filled with disbelief, "Was it you who hit me just now?"

"Mmm-hmm."

Yang Fei spread his hands with a 'what can I do' expression of helplessness.

He sighed, "I agreed to take your third strike, that bat was just a reminder that I am your biggest opponent."

The Iron-faced Assassin clutched his head, blood now flowing from the back of his skull.

He simply could not believe that he had been struck by the bat of Yang Fei, who he saw as Mingjin trash.

Yang Fei's strike was just too fast.

He was so fast that the human retina could no longer capture his figure.

What a monster.

Listening to the conversation between the two men, Li Shun and Bai Yang, who were preparing to fight to the death, were also stunned.

They had been ready to perish together with the formidable Iron-faced Assassin.

But unexpectedly, the Iron-faced Assassin's deadly third strike was so easily neutralized.

Both were plunged into confusion, not understanding what had just happened.

As Li Shun and Bai Yang listened to the conversation between Yang Fei and the Iron-faced Assassin, their mouths gaped wider and wider, and their eyes nearly popped out.

Good heavens, Yang Fei, that scum of the Mingjin Earth Grade, actually managed to land a sucker punch on the Iron-faced Assassin.

How the hell did that happen?

The Iron-faced Assassin looked at Yang Fei with a face that deserved to be punched for acting as if he was number one in the world, and the indifferent look in his eyes finally began to condense into a serious expression.

Up until now, the Iron-faced Assassin still had no idea how this man had managed to get close to him and land that sucker punch.

With his pitifully weak Essence Qi, there was no way it could support his speed akin to instantaneous movement.

Speed, after all, was a manifestation of power too.

If this guy could knock him on the head without anyone noticing, then he must hold an unknown trump card in his hand.

The Iron-faced Assassin never underestimated any opponent, which was the main reason he was still alive.

In the hands of the Iron-faced Assassin, the knife revealed half of its curved blade, while the rest was hidden in his sleeve.

His knife-wielding hand slowly crossed over his chest, eyes fixed intently on Yang Fei's figure.

A thick intent to kill slowly emanated from the Iron-faced Assassin.

All those who got close to the Iron-faced Assassin involuntarily stepped back.

This was the instinctual drive to avoid danger present in all living beings.

Yang Fei still stood in the same spot, lightly weighing the baseball bat in his hand.

His face still bore a carefree smile.

Li Shun and Bai Yang widened their eyes.

At this moment, realizing the full power of the Iron-faced Assassin's attack, they understood how terrifying he was!

The mere oppressive force emanating from his body was enough to strip the courage to resist from an ordinary martial artist.

It could be said that the Iron-faced Assassin hadn't even displayed half of his strength in his previous moves.

Everyone watched Yang Fei with bated breath.

Li Shun and Bai Yang clenched their teeth, their bodies slightly hunched, like leopards ready to hunt.

They were prepared to fight alongside Yang Fei at any moment.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the Iron-faced Assassin moved.

Whoosh!

A sword light soared through the air like a meteor, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

The half-curved sword light twisted like a slithering Spirit Snake.

Its sword techniques were elusive and mysterious, yet its Sword Intent was continuous as the Chang Shan snake.

Seeing this Thunder Strike, which was a sly and complicated sword technique, Li Shun couldn't help but exclaim, "Spirit Snake Slash? Qiu Yidao, it's actually you?"

The scar on his cheek twitched, and a look of utter fear flashed in his eyes.

The Golden Buddha indeed made a move against the Yannan Martial World.

With his first strike, he used an extremely ruthless and deadly move.

Qiu Yidao, the Unrivaled War General, clearly intended to wipe out the entire Shan Province Underground World.

In the Shan Province Underground World, Qiu Yidao and Yan Wuxin were the true War Gods.

No one could withstand a single finger from Yan Wuxin, and no one could resist a sword strike from Qiu Yidao.

Li Shun stood there dazedly, feeling weak all over, with a heart as cold as if it had fallen into an ice cave, suffocatingly cold.

Bai Yang was also skilled with the sword, but upon seeing this legendary First Rank sword technique, his heart raced and he felt utterly dispirited.

He could not think of anyone in the world who could emerge unscathed from such a perfect sword technique that contained a gentle firmness but was filled with thunderous fury.

Yang Fei was doomed!

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