As soon as they finished speaking, the figures of the assassins turned into afterimages and rushed out from where they were. The sharp blades in their hands slashed in the direction of the two people at the same time.
The ferocity of the speed and the terrifying strength was unimaginable.
As if they could not wait to tear the two people in front of them apart, the assassins swept over like a wave from all directions.
Su Qian merely responded with a mocking smile and casually sent the people who were the first to pounce on her flying. Then, she raised her hand and quickly turned it. Several golden needles swept out and easily pierced through their throats. The needles were so fast that they left a trail of blood in the air. Wherever the golden needles passed, they were like death gods who could easily take lives.
"Su Qian, meet your demise!"
