Wen Sihan and Mo Yunhuang both retreated slightly. Seeing this, Lu Nanfeng followed suit, and the strong men, who had been able to avoid the bullets, took over the battlefield.
Corpses were littered all over the ground, but it did not diminish their domineering advance; in fact, it only added to their bloodthirsty and ruthless appearance.
With a sinister expression on their faces, the men walked over the corpses towards the empty place in the middle where they would be able to fight.
Step by step, the hearts of everyone trembled as they felt the tension in the air. These men were real martial artists. While not being as impressive as the legends of the cultivators, they still had maxed out the potential of their physical bodies and could do things that ordinary citizens would never be able to think of.
