Xiao Baimao and his crew were sweating profusely, Ye Xiaofei's strength was formidable, no wonder he dared to speak so boldly earlier. However, the eight of them had only suffered minor injuries, and they were not pushovers either.
Instead of retreating when faced with setbacks, they grew even more determined. Under Xiao Baimao's leadership, all eight brandished their weapons at the same time.
A dire toss!
"Yi Xiaofei, watch out," Tang Wanru said as she watched bricks, sticks, and other items hurtling toward Ye Xiaofei along their various trajectories, her voice trembling with fear.
Ye Xiaofei smiled, nodded, and his body spiraled into the air. He channeled the spiritual energy within him, executed a 360-degree turn, and formed a kind of invisible defense with his legs, knees, fists, and elbows similar to the Golden Bell Cover Iron-cloth Shirt technique.
He blocked all the flying objects, which then returned on the same paths they had come from.
