Just then, a glint of icy light suddenly shot out from an oblique angle below, arriving before the sharp sword in the hands of the Flying Man from the Sky, despite being the latter to strike.
"Clang!"
Accompanied by the crisp and penetrating sound of metal colliding, the Flying Man from the Sky was unexpectedly shaken back, retreating five steps under this seemingly effortless strike!
Upon looking up once again, he saw Zang Xingyu, clad in silver helmet and silver armor, already blocking in front of Ye Weiming with his spear.
Gazing at his opponent, who now appeared a little distraught, Zang Xingyu tilted his head slightly and said solemnly to Ye Weiming, "Brother Ye, you've already dealt with the most terrifying 'Sky Gang Northern Dipper Formation' for us, as well as the three strongest experts among their seven competitors."
"We should handle these remaining three opponents."
