Three soldiers approached Yang Fei, coming to a stop right where he was hiding.
Nuannuan watched from afar, her heart pounding.
Taking out a small squad of three wasn't too difficult, but doing so without alerting the main force was extremely challenging.
At that moment, Yang Fei suddenly jumped out, a black shadow moving swiftly, like a wisp of dark smoke, with a very faint light flashing by.
The three soldiers remained standing where they were, while Nuannuan clearly saw Yang Fei dart to a nearby sand dune, concealing himself again.
A few seconds later, the bodies of the three soldiers collapsed softly to the ground, their throats and vocal cords severed, with blood spurting wildly.
Nuannuan's mouth gaped open in shock.
She was skilled in Martial Arts too, but thinking about Yang Fei's fierce and lightning-fast strike still made her shiver all over.
At such speed and with this kind of attack, even Nuannuan herself wasn't confident she could evade Yang Fei's assassination.
