The twenty mercenaries stared at the fallen corpses in shock with their eyes wide open. A huge wave of panic surged through their hearts and their bodies shook slightly.
The scene in front of them was like Asura harvesting life, the opponents had no chance to take action and they fell down one by one before they even had time to react.
Their sword lights flashed out like light and shadow, and their movements and skills were like ghosts. In a blink of an eye, they killed the hundred black clothed assassins that had surrounded them.
There was no hesitation in taking action, and all they felt as they took a lap around them was wind passing by them. When they looked again, all they saw were corpses everywhere and Madam Xuanyuan's subordinates were still standing next to her, as if they hadn't moved.
