Ji Kai and Fang Qingshu looked down on the situation with disdain. They might have been worried if Li Xiaoyao and his group joined forces, but one person alone was nothing to worry about.
"You attack from the left, I'll attack from the right," Ji Kai whispered, gripping his Precious Sword and with a tip of his toes, he shot toward the right side of Li Xiaoyao like lightning.
Fang Qingshu moved almost simultaneously, the two of them attacking from both sides with an unmatched ferocity.
Seeing this from a distance, Li Liangren and another shook their heads in the shadows.
"Even I wouldn't dare to say I could face both of their simultaneous attacks and not be at a disadvantage."
Li Xiaoyao showed not a hint of panic. As the two men reached him and their blade and sword hacked toward him, he simply slightly lifted his right hand and lightly tapped with his index finger.
This seemingly casual tap was precisely on the tip of Fang Qingshu's blade.
"Boom!"
