Frightening Assassin
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Even though Zhang Ruochen had already retreated into the corner of the room, acting as if he was harmless, the thin man didn't intend to let him go.
Crack!
The thin man hit his belt with his hand.
Three silver metal balls flew out of his belt. Two of them flew toward prince Luonan and Yi Roc.
The third flew toward Zhang Ruochen.
Won't even go easy on me, a half-step Saint King.
Zhang Ruochen sighed. He lifted his Abyss Ancient Sword, activating the First Yao power, and went to meet the ball.
Whoosh!
Two sharp three-foot-long blades grew out of the silver ball. It spun in the air, creating gales of wind. Sword Qi struck out in all directions.
The silver ball moved extremely quickly and unpredictably.
Boom, boom.
Without warning, Prince Luonan was cut seven times in a row. Sparks flew from his Ten-thousand-pattern saint armor.