At this time, Feng Yun suddenly started coughing blood, his face was pale and shaking as if standing in the air was becoming difficult for him.
When the assassins saw his condition, their eyes lit up in joy.
"He is at his limit, finish him before he can recover his spirit energy."
"Yes!" The assassins exclaimed loudly as they moved toward him.
Feng Yun looked at the group of assassins who were swarming at him and chuckled softly, "Come, I will send you all to the underworld together." Next, he started running.
"He is running, catch him. Don't let him escape." The assassins roared as they chased after Feng Yun. They thought Feng Yun couldn't fight anymore, and he was running to save his life.
Feng Yun ran while chanting another spell quietly. Soon, his speed started slower. Naturally, Feng Yun deliberately slowed down and let them catch up.
