Pfft, pfft, pfft!
The sound of blades piercing flesh was constant. Jia Lingyun had, at the very least, advanced his level in the Wuyou Formula; he was no longer a pushover for anyone to toy with. He sidestepped a strike from a Blood Drop assassin, disarmed him with a swift backhand, and swung the longsword. Four or five assassins had their throats slit and collapsed into a pool of blood. His movements were fluid, like flowing water—all in one go.
"Get out of my way, all of you!!!"
Chapter 353