"Bandits are bandits. Heartless and disloyal even to their own brothers, how could I, Ling Xiao, stoop so low as to associate with the likes of you!"
Hearing the words of the Black Scarf Thieves' chief, Ling Xiao gently shook his head and said.
"It looks like you're truly seeking death!"
The leader's face turned gloomy.
"Big brother, stop wasting words on this kid. Let's capture him so that he doesn't cause any more trouble!"
The second-in-command shouted.
"Charge!"
The chief waved his hand, and the ten other lieutenants attacked all at once, excluding himself.
Falcon Fist!
Flying Stream Sword!
Wind Breaking Blade!
Wolf Hunting Leg!
...
All ten lieutenants were Martial Vein Sixth Peak martial artists.
At this moment, they each used their signature skills and launched a siege against Ling Xiao.
The chief did not make a move, as he was prepared to prevent Ling Xiao from escaping and to intercept him.
In their eyes, Ling Xiao's only threat was his extreme speed.
