The wounded assassin was seething with hatred.
"Skin it, remove the tendons, stew it, and eat the meat."
puff--
Seeing that it was in a critical moment, the old weasel rolled its eyes and suddenly turned and ran away, with three assassins in hot pursuit.
Just as they were about to catch up, the old weasel suddenly stopped running, halted its steps, and turned back to look at the three assassins with a strange expression.
The three men thought the old weasel was too tired to run anymore, so they went forward to attack it, cursing under their breath.
"Let you run."
"Let's see where you run this time."
"This old weasel must have cultivated for many years; who knows what treasure it might have inside it."
"Why don't we just cut it open and see what's going on?"
Before the three of them could even get close...
Suddenly, the old man stuck out his buttocks and let out a loud fart right in front of the three of them.
With a loud bang, a cloud of yellowish-brown mist exploded, making it look like a firecracker had been set off.
The fart smelled terrible, like a thick fog, and remained motionless for a long time.
The three people were so nauseated by the fumes that they bent over and vomited repeatedly, almost fainting from the stench.
"Ugh... Holy crap, it stinks..."
"That damn weasel, I'll skin it alive! Ugh..."
Moreover, what's even more deadly is that the weasel's foul-smelling farts are closely related to its own cultivation level.
The higher one's cultivation level, the stinkier and more powerful one's farts become.
Moreover, it can also cause martial artists to fall into a brief state of unconsciousness.
In short, this old weasel's farts are as disgusting as can be.
Even some small animals in the grass couldn't stand the stench and ran away.
However, the impact range is very limited, only within a radius of about ten meters.
The assassins from the Seven Killings Hall were not threatened at all. They covered their mouths and noses with their hands and rushed over to block the old weasel's path.
"That's disgusting! Kill it!"
Just as the group was about to make their move, a figure suddenly descended from the sky and blocked their path.
The person who arrived was Ye Feng.
When the old weasel saw Ye Feng arrive, it was overjoyed and hurriedly hid behind him, tucking its tail between its legs, looking terrified and uneasy.
Ye Feng frowned and kicked it away because it smelled terrible.
He now regrets having accepted such a thing by his side.
If someone were to let out a loud fart for no reason, who could stand it?
Lan Yu and Xiahou Ba, who were behind them, also jumped out of the battle and kept their distance from the old weasel, covering their noses and looking disgusted.
Fortunately, Ye Feng waved his hand, creating a gust of wind that dispelled the stench of farts.
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