Chapter 442: The Magical Effect of Catmint 3
Just as he brushed it away, another rain of silver needles flew towards him.
The 89th assassin brushed them away again.
But Jun Mohuang’s silver needles kept attacking his face.
As the 89th assassin tried to push her silver needles away, he had to guard against the cheetahs chasing after him.
Even though he was a Spirit Casting expert, he felt a little strained.
Furthermore, the assassin had been injured by the explosion yesterday and had been chasing after Jun Mohuang. He had only taken a pill to treat his internal injuries and had no time to recover.
Gradually, the 89th assassin focused all his attention on the silver needle in front of him and the black cheetahs behind him.
It was at this point!
Jun Mohuang smiled and suddenly stopped. She formed a seal with her fingers and the cluster of catmint liquid that was compressed by the aura suddenly disappeared. It appeared on the 89th assassin’s head and poured down on him.
A strong catmint smell spread from the 89th assassin.
While doing this, Jun Mohuang continued to shoot silver needles at him.
The 89th assassin’s attention was completely attracted by the silver needle and did not notice when this liquid appeared above his head.
By the time he reacted, it was already too late.
Upon smelling this smell, the eight Mystic Leopards thought that the lost catmint had returned and immediately roared excitedly.
In their excitement, the eight Mystic Leopards increased their speed to the limit and pounced on the assassin.
The 89th assassin originally had to use all his strength to keep a distance from the Mystic Leopard, but now they had suddenly accelerated.
He no longer had the advantage in speed and had to dodge left and right. He was surrounded by eight Mystic Leopards.
The Mystic Leopards sniffed the catmint on his body and mistakenly thought that it was catmint. They immediately wanted to pounce on the assassin and bite him.
The next scene was extremely bloody and violent.
The 89th assassin was originally a Tier 2 expert in the Spirit Casting realm. Against Jun Mohuang, he was indeed a crushing existence, but he was not the opponent of this group of Mystic Leopards.
Furthermore, two of these black cheetahs were six-star demons and were of the same strength as the 89th assassin before he was injured.
The 89th assassin resisted with all his might and killed a four-star Mystic Leopard, but he was pushed to the ground by the other Mystic Leopards.
The 89th assassin screamed miserably as the eight Mystic Leopards nibbled and bit him.
He would never have dreamt that the dignified assassin of Heaven Extermination Tower would die so miserably.
An hour later, the Mystic Leopard felt that it had had enough. It let go of the badly mutilated 89th assassin and returned to the valley.
Leaning on a tree, Jun Mohuang looked at the 89th corpse without any sympathy.
If she hadn’t been lucky enough to encounter the swamp and the black cheetahs, she would probably have died in this person’s hands.
After confirming that the Mystic Leopard had left, Jun Mohuang got off the tree.
After confirming that this person was indeed not breathing, she walked closer to the 89th assassin’s corpse.
The 89th assassin’s death was extremely horrifying. His limbs were twisted, blood flowing boundlessly, and his bones were broken.
There were only a small number of Spirit Stones, crystal cores, and a bunch of pills in the Space Ring.
Jun Mohuang did not find any clues that could prove his identity.
But she was finally out of danger.
The tension in Jun Mohuang’s mind suddenly relaxed.
Her legs gave way and she fell to the ground.
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