"Kill," a slightly growl-like voice came from a man in black, as four men in black holding rifles charged forward.
Their bodies radiated the majesty of the Emperor Pulse Realm, with layered dark shadows from the long spears creating an extraordinary momentum.
Cutting through the dark void, they charged towards the Yellow Three Envoys and their companions.
These four were merely existences of the Emperor Pulse, but they had cultivated a superb combined attack technique.
For a while, they actually fought back and forth with the Yellow Three Envoys, leaving Xu Zimei to stand alone idly.
But he didn't move, because he felt a gaze from the darkness fixed on him.
As soon as he made the slightest move, the other party would strike with a thunderbolt.
"Won't you come out and meet me?" Xu Zimei said with a smile.
As his words fell, the void above the guesthouse rippled.
A figure stepped out onto the air from the void.
