One Hit Poisoned Three Thousand

Many people got slammed away by Ye Xiao. No matter where he went, the assassins didn’t dare to defend. They just kept backing off. They looked panic and terrified. Those who didn’t have time to back off, or couldn’t back off, were all with low cultivation capabilities…

Those who were better kept pushing the weak ones out while they stepped back themselves. Apparently, they were pushing them away to feed Ye Xiao’s anger.

However, Ye Xiao wouldn’t show mercy. He kept attacking with kicks and punches. He moved like lightning with no mercy.

Within seconds, he had rushed forward hundreds meters.

- Clang! - A sword showed up in his hand. It burst with cold lights. As it glowed around the crowd time and time again, people started to screech…

Ye Xiao had already entered the hall now.

He killed the way in like cutting grasses. The assassins had lost the intent to fight. They were scared. How could they organize a defense force anymore?