Ancient Martial Artists! These thirty-odd people were all Ancient Martial Arts Experts with profound Inner Breath!
"Heh, they really think highly of me, Duan Tang." The warm smile vanished from Duan Tang's face, replaced by a mocking sneer at the corners of his mouth. It was clear that today's battle would be fierce; even with impressive abilities, he and Ruan Hao would have a hard time fending off so many.
The black-clad figures opposite them didn't speak; they seemed like lifeless machines. Once they locked onto their target, their auras drastically changed, and they attacked Duan Tang and Ruan Hao with ruthless and vicious methods.
Inside the car, An Yiqing's eyes narrowed at the sight. These people were clearly under the control of some drug, not ordinary assassins. And their Martial Skills... there was something bizarre about them...
