820 Killing With Your Fan

When the man who had launched the sneak attack saw that he had missed, he turned around and slashed behind him.

However, Ye Siming was even faster. He covered Gu Nuo'er's neck with one hand to prevent her from turning around and seeing the upcoming bloody scene.

His other hand quickly grabbed the man's neck.

Before the man could beg for mercy, the youth had already crushed his neck.

Then, Ye Siming swung his arm and threw the corpse to the side.

The screams in the crowd became louder and louder, and everyone fled in panic.

Only Ye Siming's eyes were filled with killing intent.

He gently raised his black boots and grabbed the short saber on the ground firmly.

Ye Siming looked back and saw three sword-wielding assassins attacking him from behind.

The youth protected Gu Nuo'er's head and retreated gracefully, avoiding these cold blades.

In his eyes, these people's actions seemed to be chopping and sweeping randomly.