Arrogant!
Ye Wudao's words completely infuriated these assassins!
The Cyclops waved his hand, "Kill him!"
Charge!
Several assassins instantly closed in on Ye Wudao, their lowest cultivation being at the Sixth Grade War Saint realm, with astounding strength.
"Dragon Slaughter Fist!" Ye Wudao swung out a punch.
Bang bang!
Screams filled the air as every assassin laid dead, falling heavily to the ground.
"Hiss, how is this possible?"
"He killed so many of our brothers with a single strike?" The remaining assassins gaped in disbelief.
The Cyclops, with a furious look in his eyes, said, "Ye Wudao, you've hidden your power deeply, eh? The world has rumored you to be a pseudo-Saint grade martial artist, but to think, you're actually a powerful Seventh Grade War Saint!"
Ye Wudao smiled and countered, "Is it possible that I'm just a pseudo-Saint grade martial artist, or are you War Saints too weak?"
What?!
