Not only Xuan Wu, but the remaining three assassins were also terrified enough to take in a sharp breath of cold air.
Their strengths were roughly equal, all in the early stages of Tempering.
But the man in front of them was slapped to death.
Crucially, they didn't feel any vibration of Qi.
That was somewhat incomprehensible to them.
"So there is a master here, no wonder you people are not afraid,"
Xuan Wu's voice was solemn as he stared at Feng Youfu, "But even so, what of it?"
Boom!
After the burst of Qi Energy, Xuan Wu's black clothes shattered to reveal the pure black armor underneath.
Surprisingly, this man had green curly hair and pointed ears.
By his face, he looked more like a Westerner.
"Let me be the one to meet you today."
Xuan Wu's lips curled up slightly as he gestured towards Feng Youfu with a beckoning finger.
His strength was at the peak of Tempering.
Dealing with a frail-looking old man should be easy, right?