The assassin had just severed Cai Wei's weapon and immediately swung his sword, chopping towards Cai Wei's head.
Nangong Yi's heart was racing with alarm. With an angry roar, he threw his treasured sword with the might of moving mountains. Under the influence of his martial arts skills, the treasured sword flashed brilliantly as it flew and pierced straight through the heart of the assassin trying to kill Cai Wei.
The assassin, pierced by the treasured sword, slumped to the ground at Cai Wei's feet.
Cai Wei was shocked. "Nangong Yi, you've thrown your sword away, what will you use to fight the enemies? Don't you care about your life?"
Nangong Yi had cast aside all concerns. When he saw the assassin bring his sword down on Cai Wei, he almost went mad, instinctively shooting his treasured sword from his hand. He didn't care about losing his weapon; as long as she was fine, that was all that mattered.