He indeed had luck, just that it was extremely bad luck! However, he should also feel honored for having the Pavilion Head of the First Pavilion kill him personally!
The thoughts of the commander ended there! The number one assassin of the First Pavilion, Ling Jian's spear was like a speeding meteor, with the spear already embedded within the commander's chest when the other soldiers could only catch a glimpse of it! The strong propulsion of the attack had lifted the commander into the air and pinned the commander to a tree off to the side.
The commander was no longer breathing as his body hung loosely on the spear, swaying slightly in the wind. Only then did the blood begin to flow out of the wound, dripping on the ground.
