However, what could they do?

The five of them were either disabled or injured. There were more than twenty enemies. Even if they just piled on, the five would eventually be overwhelmed.

The leader of the black men sneered, "Since they're still so feisty, let's play with them a little. I want to see how long they can last!"

Even if Jiang Zhennan couldn't use his Qi, he could still hold the men back. However, he was running low on energy. He would eventually succumb to the poison.

Therefore, the men in black were merely teasing them with small skirmishes. Eventually, the blade in Jiang Zhennan's hand fell to the ground, and then his whole body fell back.

"General!" Guo Bing and the others immediately cried out in shock, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets. Jiang Zhennan's accident flustered Guo Bing and the others. Instantly, a few more holes appeared in their bodies.

Guo Bing and the men didn't care. All of them crawled to Jiang Zhennan's side.

The leader made a hand gesture, and the group of men in black stopped their attack. The assassins stopped to watch the show. They focused on Jiang Zhennan, the War God who was worshipped by all men, women, and children of the Long Yan Kingdom, lying on the ground, unable to move. His left and right hands were riddled with thousands of holes, and the bleeding did not stop. The men in black felt a sense of pleasure.

The leader walked forward without any hesitation. Guo Bing and the other three immediately became alert. However, it was useless. The man kicked them aside one by one. Then, he raised his foot and aimed it at Jiang Zhennan's chest. With extreme pleasure, he said to Jiang Zhennan fiercely, "Jiang Zhennan, weren't you trying to kill us earlier? Why are you lying on the ground now like a dead person? No, wait. You are supposed to be a dead person." He stomped heavily.

In an instant, black blood flowed out from the corner of Jiang Zhennan's mouth under the mask.

...

Guo Bing, little three, little six, and little twelve's eyes were filled with tears. They were emotional, and their expressions were pained.

The man was extremely angry and shouted at Jiang Zhennan, "Jiang Zhennan, aren't you War God who has won every battle? Aren't you highly skilled in martial arts and have deep inner strength? Didn't you kill nearly 200 of our brothers the moment you left the capital?

"Why are you lying on the ground like a weakling now?"

Little six touched his injured thigh with one hand. His eyes were bloodshot as he roared at the leader, "the general is not a weakling. You are the real weakling, the real despicable villains!"

If it weren't for the fact that the general was poisoned by them, even if there were another 200 assassins, the general would have easily taken care of them, let alone these 20 or so. To think the general would be insulted by these people!

A man in black stepped on Little Six's injured leg.

Little Six cried out in agony.

The leader was very satisfied with his follower's cruelty. He snorted coldly, "Jiang Zhennan is a weakling, and that is a fact!" The leader kept calling Jiang Zhennan a weakling as if he was trying to make up for his own weakness. He couldn't win Jiang Zhennan in a fair match, so he had to take advantage of this situation.

Jiang Zhennan spat out black blood. He said coldly, "Kill me. I have done nothing wrong. I can face the heavens and earth without shame.

"I can only blame myself for being too trusting.

"However, have you heard of the saying, 'when the cunning rabbits die, so will the hunting hounds'? You already know that man's secret. Do you think he'll let you live? In your dreams!"

The men in black's hearts trembled after hearing that. After all, Jiang Zhennan's words made a lot of sense.

His meaning was simple...