Zhao Feng and Xiao Po, along with another person, watched Ye Chen with solemn faces, a hint of wariness flashing in their eyes.
"Kid, we underestimated you before, but your luck won't last."
A cold light flashed in Xiao Po's eyes as he spoke in a low voice, "Act now, any delay will lead to change."
The three exchanged glances and then moved in unison, attacking Ye Chen.
"Ganging up on the few? Do you really think this lady doesn't exist?"
Mei Ying's face revealed an evil aura as she let out a charming shout and intercepted Zhao Feng.
A serious look crossed Yun Xiao's face as he closed in, clashing with the Seven-Injuries Fist master Zhou Ren.
The destructive power of the six masters was immense; dust filled the courtyard, and the ground seemed to split open. The surrounding walls crumbled with a loud crash, prompting many of the Lu Family's disciples to retreat far away.
Xiao Po swung his refined steel staff and brought it crashing down onto Ye Chen.
