Pfft!
Before the man could react, Xiao Yifeng had taken control of the man's hand holding the Golden Wheel and swept it toward his own neck.
In an instant, the Golden Wheel slashed across the man's neck, blood spurting out as his eyes bulged wide open. With a plop, his body fell to the ground.
After taking care of this fellow, Xiao Yifeng gasped for breath, his internal energy greatly depleted. He felt a trace of weariness, his complexion pale and his appearance extremely disheveled.
Secretly circulating his power to recover some of his strength, Xiao Yifeng walked outside.
In the night, the starlight twinkled and the clear moonlight poured down.
Xiao Yifeng had barely walked ten meters out of the alley when he felt two powerful auras lock onto him, causing his expression to turn stern as his gaze swept over.
Two figures clad in black with a red Tang character on their chests approached slowly. Both concealed their aura well, their eyes sharp and temples bulging.
