This voice reached his ears, and the assassin trembled in fright.
Immediately following, a powerful force surged from his back, causing him to leap forward.
"Opportunity!"
Even though he took a palm to the back, the one who struck him had limited inner strength.
His inner breath turned within his body, propelling him to soar swiftly.
The newcomer's sword technique was incredibly fast, and being injured today, it wasn't suitable for him to fight further.
After landing, the assassin blended into the crowd, making several turns before disappearing from sight.
Chu Qing's lips curved into a slight smile as he glanced back at the increasingly disheveled Liu Yulai:
"At this moment, you cannot afford to die."
The next moment, Chu Qing's figure flickered, the sword blade turned, swish, swish, swish, executing several consecutive strikes, and several of Lianshan Seven Strongholds' bandits hindering Iron Blood Hall experts fell under Chu Qing's sword.
