His mind had already reacted, but the physical movement to raise his hand for defense required time.
Therefore, he simply remained still, letting the opponent's attack strike his body.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal clashing appeared simultaneously, merging into one, perfectly timed.
Two weapons, like sleeve swords, one struck Lu Wenwu's Celestial Spirit from above and the other hit Lu Wenwu's back heart, both aiming for deadly spots.
However, heaven was not in favor.
Things did not proceed as the assassin had anticipated.
At the moment the weapons pierced Lu Wenwu's body, the tips of the two sleeve swords suddenly shattered, emitting a unanimous "crack"!
Under the assassin's incredulous gaze, the three-inch sword tips shattered into countless tiny metal fragments, scattering across the world.
This assassination, which could be described as artistic, did not break through the defense!
The assassin couldn't believe his eyes, even ignoring the massive recoil in his hands.
