Ye Zhen's figure rushed out from a wooden pillar on the second floor of the building, blood spraying wildly from his mouth, his Yellow Sand Golden Soul Armor already tattered, but his movements were as swift as lightning.
Before those masked assassins wielding Flame Spirit Burst Demon Crossbows on the second floor could react, Ye Zhen had already flashed up, his iron fist sweeping through, and the heads of eleven masked martial artists turned into fragments.
On this side of the building, there were fifty masked martial artists, and in the instant Ye Zhen killed eleven people, the other thirty-nine reacted simultaneously, but seeing that it was their target of attack, they still revealed expressions of disbelief.
Thirty Plum Blossom Essence-Stealing Needles shot out from a nearby bonsai, directly piercing into the backs of thirty-six masked martial artists.
The eyes of those thirty-six martial artists suddenly became extremely fearful, losing their spirit in an instant.
