This explanation made Kawada Toruma's face turn ashen. He felt as if he had just eaten fly sh * t. He thought that the other party was just being arrogant. Who would have thought that he would be tricked from the beginning?
However, most of his stamina had been consumed in that sword drawing. Now, his hope of defeating the "old b * stard", Youji, could only be pinned on the nine Grade B subordinates who formed the Red Cloud Killing Formation.
Kawada Toruma had wanted to retreat to the side temporarily. Perhaps he could recover his strength and still be able to slash out with such power.
"Where are you looking at?"
Yang Xi's voice suddenly sounded in Kawada Toruma's ears, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.
When did he come over? It was really scary!
Yang Xi's toes were connected to the original position by a slender metal. It was obvious that he had relied on this metal to instantly teleport to Kawada Toru's side!
"You…!"
