The man with the heavy sword, facing the female assassin's thrust, remained calm and reached out to meet the attack.
This sight made Ye Feng's heart leap into his throat, while the female assassin, seeing this, became even more delighted and accelerated her strike.
*Clang!!!*
Suddenly, a clear sword hum echoed. The female assassin's sword abruptly halted.
Ye Feng looked closely and discovered that the sword was being held between the heavy sword man's two fingers.
You heard that right, two fingers were clamping the female assassin's sword.
"What?"
Ye Feng froze at the sight, his face filled with shock.
"How is this possible?"
The female assassin's eyes nearly popped out. She couldn't believe her powerful attack had been caught barehanded.
After reacting, she struggled to pull her sword free, but to her astonishment, no matter how much force she exerted, the other party remained unmoved.
"A good sword! But you're still a bit short!"
The heavy sword man said, releasing his fingers and then flicking the sword's body lightly.
Although it seemed like the heavy sword man had merely flicked the sword, in the female assassin's eyes, it was like a world-shattering wave.
Because after the heavy sword man flicked her sword, it began to tremble violently.
At that moment, the female assassin felt as if she wasn't holding a long sword, but rather a ferocious, monstrous python. She couldn't hold on.
The next second, the long sword trembled so violently that the female assassin couldn't grip it and it dropped to the ground.
But this was not the most shocking part. After the long sword fell and bounced for a moment, cracking sounds began to emanate from it.
"Hmm? That sound..."
Ye Feng heard the strange sound and quickly focused his gaze, only to be surprised again.
As the sword lay on the ground, cracks began to spread across it, from the tip to the hilt, all over.
*Tinkle!!!*
Suddenly, another sound rang out. The sword shattered like ice, scattering across the ground.
The female assassin was stunned by this sight and cried out, "Ah! My, my sword!"
Ye Feng stood rooted to the spot, unable to react for a long time.
With a casual flick of his wrist on the sword's body, the heavy sword man had destroyed a sword.
The female assassin was a peak Grandmaster, so her sword was undoubtedly extraordinary.
Yet, such an exceptional long sword was destroyed by a mere flick from the heavy sword man's hand. How terrifying must his strength be to achieve this?
"You, you actually destroyed my sword! I'll kill you! Rakshasa Clone!"
Suddenly, the assassin snapped back to reality and lunged at the heavy sword man with a furious roar.
At this moment, the male assassin wearing a red mask behind her suddenly shouted, "Junior Sister, be careful! You are no match for him!"
But it was too late. A dagger materialized in the female assassin's hand, and she lunged directly at the heavy sword man.
Her movements were incredibly strange, as she darted around the heavy sword man, instantly creating six identical figures.
The next moment, the six figures surrounded the heavy sword man and pounced on him together.
Ye Feng, watching the six identical figures, couldn't even tell which was the real body.
"Heh, a mere trick!"
The heavy sword man glanced around and said dismissively.
At this moment, the six figures had reached within a meter of him, all thrusting their daggers at him.
The heavy sword man suddenly turned and swung his heavy sword behind him without hesitation.
Ye Feng only saw a flash of sword light, and one figure was sent flying backward, it was the female assassin.
She crashed into a dilapidated wall, a vertical wound opening on her chest, from which blood gushed out like a spring.
"Junior Sister!"
Seeing the female assassin being cleaved away, the masked man behind her cried out and rushed forward.
When he reached the female assassin's side, he found she was no longer moving, unsure if she had fainted or died.
"Damn it, killing a member of my Rakshasa organization and injuring my Junior Sister, you die!" The assassin, seeing this, furiously charged at the heavy sword man.
The next moment, a crimson greatsword materialized in his hand, conspicuous in the night.
He charged to the front of the heavy sword man and swung the crimson greatsword repeatedly.
Ye Feng could clearly feel that this man was no ordinary assassin; his speed was incredibly fast, and his power was fierce and domineering.
With each downward swing of his saber, bursts of fire erupted, making his attacks incredibly explosive.
However, facing his ferocious assault, the heavy sword man showed no panic, not even deigning to acknowledge him.
This was because the heavy sword man, holding his heavy sword, had not drawn it at all, relying solely on his hand gripping the scabbard to block.
After a few blocks, the heavy sword man seemed to lose interest and said, "Your strength is decent, and your speed is passable. You're barely enough to make me draw my sword!"
As he spoke, while blocking the male assassin's greatsword, the heavy sword man suddenly kicked out.
The assassin had no time to dodge and was sent flying by the kick.
Following that, the heavy sword man suddenly held his heavy sword horizontally in front of him, one hand gripping the scabbard, the other holding the hilt.
Instantly, a powerful aura emanated, filling the surroundings.
"What's happening?"
Even though Ye Feng was far away and the sword was not yet drawn, he felt as if his body was being scraped by knives, making him uncomfortable.
"This is Sword Intent, such terrifying Sword Intent! Are you a Grandmaster?" The male assassin finally reacted.
The heavy sword man sneered, "You only realize it now? Too late!"
With that, the heavy sword man suddenly drew his heavy sword and unleashed a strike.
In an instant, a massive white sword light appeared, illuminating the night. Ye Feng felt his eyes were about to be blinded.
"What? Not good!"
The assassin, seeing this, was greatly alarmed and hastily gripped his greatsword and swung it forward.
*Bang!!*
*Clang!!!*
The next second, a loud crash accompanied by the sound of a falling greatsword echoed, and a figure slammed into the abandoned wall.
The thick load-bearing wall was smashed into a large hole, with dust and smoke billowing, a terrifying sight.
As the dust settled, a figure lay within, the clothes on its upper body completely torn, covered in blood, and one arm missing.
Seeing this, Ye Feng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, marveling in his heart, "This strength is too, too terrifying! It's a complete annihilation!"
The heavy sword man, however, shook his head and walked towards the assassin step by step.
However, at that moment, the assassin suddenly threw something.
The heavy sword man, seeing this, quickly drew his sword to cleave it apart.
The moment it was cleaved, a pungent smoke exploded, rapidly spreading and obscuring vision.
"Hmm? This is poison mist!" the heavy sword man exclaimed, quickly retreating out of the mist's range.
However, the instant the heavy sword man retreated, the assassin, who had lost an arm, vanished with a flash.
When the poison mist dissipated, the heavy sword man advanced to check, only to find that the person had long since left.
Not only the male assassin, but the female assassin was also gone, apparently taken away by the male assassin.
Ye Feng stepped forward to investigate and suddenly noticed the bloodstains left by the assassin's departure, immediately exclaiming, "They ran this way! Both of them are injured, they can't have gone far, chase!"
As Ye Feng spoke and was about to pursue, he was stopped by the heavy sword man's hand.
He shook his head and looked in another direction, saying, "No need to chase, let them run! Let's deal with the other two little mice first..."