378 Assassination 2 (1/2)

Jun Hua moved her feet into the room, feeling aggrieved. Her grandfather didn't have long to live, but she didn't really want to see him took out his sword again. Ever since the fight with Lan Pan months ago, she already knew, her grandfather was not supposed to hold the sword anymore.

”Miss, please calmed yourself,” Xia said worriedly.

Jun Hua didn't answer as she moved her feet towards her room. She wanted to fight back and didn't allow those assassins to succeed. Even if her condition right now didn't allow her to use her sword, she still has more means to fight.

She would not back down and let them do as they please!

Jun Zhenxian waved his sword back and forth with his entire being. He was once hailed as the great general on the battlefield, so his strength was still very big when he truly wanted to use them.

Despite being old, he was still very powerful.

Despite only using one hand, he proved to them that his title was not for naught.

Despite the fact that he had not trained for a long time, his skill has not turned rusty at all!

Yamin had to move back when Jun Zhenxian suddenly charged forward to the leader of the assassins. The leader was stunned at the sudden advance of this bulky old man. He blocked the attack as his face turned grim. This old man can be trouble for him.

”Yamin, you handle the rest. Leave this man to me.”

Yamin nodded her head and moved her feet to strike down the other men. With Yamin already went to the others, Jun Zhenxian focused his attention at the person before him. He moved his arm and clashed with the assassin. The sound of metal clashing became louder and their fight became longer and longer as there was no final victor can be seen.

”Give up, old man, you won't be able to stop me!” the assassin said in ruthless tone.

Jun Zhenxian didn't know who this man was, but he knew that this man was terribly strong. He wondered where this man came from as he exchanged the strike to this man again and again. He knew that he would be put in a disadvantageous position if this went on. He only has one arm, so the burden from the strike was far bigger to his shoulder.

The burden would surely hinder his movement because his aged shoulder couldn't handle the strain too well.

”I know that I won't be able to stop you,” Jun Zhenxian moved his feet and didn't dodge the assassin next attack. The knife pierced straight to his stomach and the old man waved his hand at the same time, attacking the assassin at this close range. One strike was enough to wound the other party badly.