章 273: Wukong Technique

Under the cloak, a simple word came out. The blood ranking ninth's chest was as though he was rammed by the Electro Warrior in high velocity. Once again, blood spewed out of his mouth. The wall behind him shattered, pieces falling onto the ground with a thump. He could barely stand firm after he retreated a few steps back into the room.

The blood ranking ninth, Phantom Blood! With a simple word from the opponent, he was forced back non-stop as blood gushed out from his mouth!

"You..." The blood ranking ninth's eyes glinted with a hint of doubt, "Are you not going to kill me?"

The pupils under the cloak glared with an aura that was comparable to thunder in the night sky. Phantom Blood's legs subconsciously retreated backward.

With just a gaze, Phantom Blood felt as if his heart was pierced, making it feel like he had lost control and was close to exploding.

Assassins were always prepared for death, even before the mission was executed.