"Oh?" Seeing that Wuyang Zhenren was actually able to dodge his surprise attack, Qin Yuesheng was instantly intrigued.
Looks like the little thief who broke into Fengchu City tonight isn't so simple.
He promptly pulled out two more throwing knives, flinging them in a double-swallow formation, once again striking at Wuyang Zhenren's position.
The two blades circled the night sky like phantoms, moving without a trace under Qin Yuesheng's control, fast as lightning, yet utterly silent—this was the pinnacle of throwing knife technique.
This is the Flying Knife Divine Skill—killing unseen.
Wuyang Zhenren stared sharply around him. With his experience, if an enemy's sneak attack fails once, they're likely to try again. And so, he immediately cast his secret skill.
Wuyang Zhenren formed hand seals with both hands, directing True Qi from his body into his fingers. With a swift gesture, a faint aura of light appeared before him, turning into a small shield that hovered above his head.
