Time passed by the second, and the people outside had already come to his door.
Just as Yang Mingcheng was ready for battle, a sudden creaking sound of the door opening was heard from outside.
"Who are you?"
Following that, a questioning voice resounded. Yang Mingcheng knew whose voice it was.
Wu Da!
"Kill!"
Just then, a deep voice rang out, and the door was violently smashed open.
"Master, be careful!"
Wu Da issued a warning.
At the same time, two figures dressed in black robes and masked burst into Yang Mingcheng's room. Just as they had charged in, a fierce spear pierced through their chests.
A straight stab penetrated the chest of the two men, Yang Mingcheng without any fear, withdrew his spear and attacked again.
However, this time, his spear was blocked.
A robust figure surprisingly held up his sword to catch Yang Mingcheng's spear.
Yang Mingcheng's eyes flickered, his spear thrusted repeatedly, attacking continuously.