Chapter 411 - 397 Below Innate
However, they seem to have underestimated Yang Zhenshan.
Assassins value a kill with one strike.
The assassination attempt just now had already failed. At this point, they should have retreated thousands of miles away, instead of continuing to besiege Yang Zhenshan.
With their strength, trying to confront Yang Zhenshan head-on is still far insufficient.
With a spear dance, Yang Zhenshan advanced instead of retreating, pressuring fiercely, forcing the trio to keep retreating.
Suddenly, he executed "Venomous Snake Spits Tongue," the spear tip directly targeting the throat of Poison Bee, and before the three could react, Yang Zhenshan’s spear had pierced Poison Bee’s throat.
Securing a hit, Yang Zhenshan pressed his advantage relentlessy, his towering form like a tiger descending the mountain, his imposing aura forcefully causing Shadow Bat and Partridge to continue retreating.
Seeing them engaged in battle, Lu Ke from the nearby Xuanbing Sword could no longer hold back, with a clang, his long sword unsheathed, striking like lightning, appearing in a flash.
"Well done!" Yang Zhenshan exclaimed with joy rather than anger.
His spear danced impenetrably tight, not allowing water to splash through or wind to penetrate.
No matter how sharp Lu Ke’s sword was, it couldn’t get within ten feet of Yang Zhenshan.