After hacking off Envoy Ming's left arm and kicking him in the gut, Duncan tried to follow it up with a slash with his sword.
Just then an attack arrived from distance blocking his way. Duncan squinted into the distance and found a group hastily making their way toward the battlefield. Duncan didn't know who this was, but he knew that his chance of killing Envoy Ming was now gone.
Duncan debated for a moment whether to continue with this confrontation. It was clear that he had spent a lot of time in the same location where he had slaughtered countless young talents from the nearby sects. It was high time he moved from here.
While Duncan was confident in escaping from the encirclement of the approaching people, he didn't know if he would be able to kill any of them. There is a power in numbers. These men didn't seem to be like those young talents who were eager to make a name.
