C363 A New Transmigration of Filthy Land

But it was too late!

A kunai flashed from behind, slicing through the air to halt at his throat!

A frigid, piercing chill of murderous intent swirled around his neck. He was certain that any slight movement would result in his immediate death.

Rewinding time to the moment he struck, Yang Ming had already anticipated his actions and prepared a counter.

In a confrontation with Yang Ming