(PS: This chapter is 3300 words long, so it's a bit expensive. Please bear with me, and thanks to the book friend [@_Zz] for the reward of 100 book coins!)
Swish swish swish swish swish!
The sound of five whooshes rang out as five men clad in black swiftly approached.
They were dressed in tight black outfits, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.
On their left shoulders, they wore a red shoulder sash.
Seeing this sash, Ling Ying's expression changed: "Yang, be careful, these are the enforcers of the Dark Organization, and they are all ancient martial artists!"
Yang Tian operated his Divine Sense to probe the five men.
Just with a glance, he already knew these five men were ancient martial artists.
"Who are you? Why are you blocking our way?"
Wei Leng shouted.
"Courting death!"
The leading black-clad man waved his hand, sending a blade light slashing towards Wei Leng's throat with deadly intent.
The blade light was too fast; Wei Leng couldn't avoid it at all.
"Watch out!"
