Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
The moment three whistling sounds pierced the air, the three subordinates who had just mocked them simultaneously let out screams of agony. Their eyes widened in a daze before they lost all signs of life.
The long-haired Rakshasa man looked bewildered and asked, "Why are you screaming?"
However, to his astonishment, as soon as he finished speaking, the three men suddenly fell backward.
"Huh? This, what's going on?" The long-haired Rakshasa man's eyes widened, his face filled with confusion.
He rushed forward to investigate and discovered that all three had stopped breathing, showing no signs of life.
Yet, no matter how hard they looked, they couldn't figure out what had happened to the three.
Swoosh, swoosh!
Suddenly, two more whistling sounds echoed, instantly making everyone present extremely tense.
The long-haired Rakshasa man and the bald, ghost-faced man realized something was wrong and quickly shouted in unison, "Be careful!"
However, as soon as their words fell, the other two subordinates of the Ghost King organization let out screams and collapsed to the ground, their lives extinguished.
They turned to look and this time finally understood their predicament. A blood hole had appeared in the center of each of their foreheads, with blood flowing out.
Two groups of assassins, four from the Rakshasa organization and three from the Ghost King organization, totaling seven people.
Yet, in the blink of an eye, only the two leaders remained.
This was terrifying because, from start to finish, they hadn't seen Ye Feng make any move other than a soft exclamation.
And yet, under these circumstances, their men had been silently eliminated.
At this moment, they all began to doubt who the real assassins were!
Seeing this, Ye Feng revealed a hint of satisfaction.
"As expected of the magical ice needles condensed from flowing water; they can silently eliminate even those in the late Xiantian stage. Truly amazing!" Ye Feng thought to himself.
That's right, Ye Feng had used the Ding Shui Pearl to control the magical flowing water, transforming it into ice needles to ambush the five individuals.
For the first three, Ye Feng directly controlled the ice needles to pierce their hearts from behind, while for the latter two, they pierced their foreheads.
The ice needles condensed from magical flowing water could pierce steel, possessing terrifying destructive power, let alone mere mortals.
"This, what on earth is going on?"
The long-haired Rakshasa man asked with a look of horror.
The bald, ghost-faced man also trembled and asked, "You, what kind of dark magic are you using to kill them so silently!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng smiled faintly and waved his hand. Instantly, five ice needles flew out from the bodies of the five individuals and hovered above Ye Feng's palm.
"This, these are hidden weapons?"
The bald, ghost-faced man looked at the ice needles in Ye Feng's hand with shock.
"Hidden weapons? You could say that!" Ye Feng sneered.
The next second, he raised his hand and waved, and the five ice needles shot towards the two of them.
Three of them shot towards the bald, ghost-faced man, while the other two aimed for the long-haired Rakshasa man.
Seeing this, the two immediately summoned their weapons, which were two sharp daggers.
"Hmph, do you think mere ice needles can harm us? You're dreaming!" The bald, ghost-faced man snorted coldly.
The next second, as the ice needles flew before them, they both swung their daggers to block or slash at the ice needles, sending them flying away with a few strikes.
However, the moment the ice needles collided with their daggers, the bald man couldn't help but show shock.
He had initially thought that with the hardness of their daggers, they could easily shatter Ye Feng's ice needles.
But the reality was different. At the moment of impact, he felt his dagger tremble, as if he were striking hard steel.
After deflecting the ice needles with three consecutive slashes, his eyes widened in disbelief because his dagger now bore three nicks.
"This, how is this possible? Are these still ice needles?" The bald, ghost-faced man's mouth twitched as he spoke.
On the other side, the long-haired Rakshasa man didn't notice this.
He was consumed by rage, as Ye Feng had killed three subordinates who had followed him for over a decade. How could he not be furious?
After deflecting Ye Feng's two ice needles, he directly lunged at Ye Feng with his dagger, shouting, "Kid, you killed someone from my Rakshasa organization, I'll kill you!"
However, seeing this, Ye Feng not only didn't panic but also revealed a disdainful smile.
He gently waved his right hand, and suddenly, the ice needles that had been flung away seemed to have eyes, flying back and continuing to shoot towards the two of them.
The bald, ghost-faced man was fortunate, as he had sensed the unusual nature of Ye Feng's ice needles from the start and remained vigilant, deflecting the incoming ice needles with rapid slashes.
But the long-haired Rakshasa man suffered. After deflecting Ye Feng's two ice needles, he paid no further attention, his sole focus on killing Ye Feng.
By the time he sensed the danger, it was too late. Two ice needles, one heading for the back of his head and the other for his heart, were flying towards him.
Fortunately, as an assassin, his senses for danger were quite keen, and he quickly dodged.
He easily evaded the ice needle aimed at the back of his head, but the one targeting his heart could not be dodged.
However, he was indeed a strong cultivator in the early Zongshi stage. His instinctive reaction to twist his body prevented the fatal blow to his heart.
Even so, being pierced by an ice needle was no pleasant experience, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Be careful, these ice needles are very strange, not ordinary ice needles!" The bald, ghost-faced man quickly stepped forward and warned.
The next second, the two stood side by side, looking around with apprehension.
Seeing this, Ye Feng continued to wave his wrists, and the ice needles circled around them, causing the two to tremble.
"Damn it, this kid actually has such abilities, to be able to control these strange ice needles!" The long-haired Rakshasa man said with a pained expression.
As they spoke, Ye Feng continued to wave his hands, and the ice needles immediately emitted cold air, shooting towards them.
Seeing this, the two could only continue to block and dodge, but Ye Feng's ice needles were too peculiar, and they were injured within a few moves.
"Damn it, this won't do! You hold them off, I'll go deal with him!" the bald, ghost-faced man said.
The long-haired Rakshasa man nodded in agreement, "Alright!"
Thus, the long-haired Rakshasa man flickered, single-handedly fending off the five ice needles.
Meanwhile, the bald, ghost-faced man sought an opportunity and charged directly at Ye Feng.
"Kid, die!" The bald, ghost-faced man found an opening and roared, throwing a punch at Ye Feng.
Seeing this, Ye Feng shook his head dismissively, "Ignorant! You think I only know ice needles? Collapsing Thunder Fist!"
As he spoke, Ye Feng raised his hand and unleashed a punch.
Instantly, Ye Feng's fist glowed with lightning, and he smashed it towards the bald man.
*Bang!*
A loud thud echoed, lightning crackled, and the bald, ghost-faced man was sent flying backward.
"What? This, how is this possible?"
After landing, the bald, ghost-faced man struggled to get up, looking at Ye Feng with disbelief. His entire hand trembled uncontrollably, and blood flowed freely.
At this moment, the long-haired Rakshasa man was being attacked by five ice needles. Coupled with his previous injuries, he couldn't help but exclaim, "What's going on? Hurry up and finish him, I can't hold on much longer!"
However, upon hearing this, the bald, ghost-faced man made a move that surprised even Ye Feng...