Then a bright light burst forth in front of everyone. Lu Feng had already been slashed into two halves; his organs neatly fell into a pile on the ground.
An old man shakily walked up to Xuanyuan and knelt with one knee, "My name is Wu Ming, a servant to the eldest master. He has ordered me to protect you. Young master Xuanyuan did not disappoint Lady Zhenluo, for breaking through the realms at such a formidable pace. An incredible genius indeed."
Behind the old man were ten people. They were all clearly assassins. All of them were among the strongest wild realm fighters. Xuanyuan was quite taken back by their cold aura. It was a pure murderous feeling. Each of their gazes was like a sharp knife, ready to bring forth death. He was also stunned by what the old man said. Then he recalled his conversation with the old man that he killed in the tree house. He suddenly realized something,
"He looked just the old man from the tree house! He must be from the Yin Family. The eldest master? Ah, should be master Zhenluo's older brother. I knew it. He must have been the person following me in the dark. No wonder that greedy old bugger said wanted to see how long he would wait. Yan Liang wouldn't have died if he had come forward sooner. He was testing me."
Xuanyuan understood the situation immediately. His composure went through a hundred and eighty degree transformation. He looked at Tung Xuan, Yuezen and Suntao and announced slowly and coldly, "Good. Now, kill them. All of them. Wait, no, don't kill all of them. Just cut off their legs and destroy their cultivation. Then throw them to the ghouls. Remember to take all of their money before you toss away the bodies. Don't waste anything."
The men in mid-air were shocked. Wu Ming nodded with a straight face, he said, "I shall obey."
He stood up and a black mirror appeared behind him, giving out a scary atmosphere. Xuanyuan stood behind Wu Ming and felt that Wu Ming’s breath as sharp as a blade. His torso was withered, but he was full of vitality from the five elements. His heartbeat was like a strong drum. He was extremely powerful.
Tung Xuan was pale from the overwhelming power coming from Wu Ming. He was among the peak of king realm fighters. Tung screamed,
"Who are you?"
Wu Ming didn't answer. With a single signal, the ten assassins behind him moved instantly. Xuanyuan felt like they were swords that had just been unsheathed, ready to kill. It filled Xuanyuan with an icy coldness.
Xuanyuan was not the only one who was stunned. Tung Xuan, a modestly accomplished king realm fighter, was shaking. He knew that these people were top level assassins. They would do anything, even give up their lives, in order to kill their target.
They rushed forward like a terrifying storm. All the white ghouls that were in their way were minced into pulp.
In a few seconds, they had already rushed forward over hundred metres, and the heads of the men in Sun family were already rolling across the floor. A few moments later, there were a total of seventeen headless bodies on the ground. Xuanyuan's bloodthirst was increased as he looked on.