Thud!
The Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army in Yang Fei's hand abruptly halted in midair, its edge humming.
Gradually, a trace of blood appeared on the sword edge.
And with the appearance of blood, a hovering phantom slowly materialized into a solid form, eventually turning into a tall man.
The Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army pierced through his back and emerged from his chest.
With a gurgling sound in his throat, the man stared wide-eyed in disbelief at Yang Fei.
"You... how did you see through my Invisibility Technique? I don't believe it..."
Yang Fei chuckled coldly and kicked him in the lower back, pulling out the longsword, and said icily.
"In front of me, you're just trash. I could kill you even with my eyes closed."
The martial artist's corpse collapsed to the ground, blood gushing out, forming a large pool.
At that moment, a Honda car suddenly started, speeding away from a distance.
