I thought with our manpower advantage, it would be a quick victory, but things turned out to be increasingly unfavorable.
Le Hou's heart was agitated as he intently watched the young man before him.
The Hengshan Sect's swordsmanship was bizarre, and this young man was even more so.
If it weren't for his ability to fight against six, our six men would have reinforced the battles elsewhere, and neither the Huashan Sect nor the Hengshan Sect would have been able to withstand.
Decades of gang fights had made a trace of retreat emerge deep within Le Hou's heart.
White Board Killer looked at Zhao Rong and asked, "What swordsmanship is this?"
Zhao Rong answered, "Illusionary Sword."
Yu Zhongzi said, "I've never heard of such an Illusionary Sword in the Hengshan Sect."
Zhao Rong's gaze locked onto him, "Next to die is you, feel it well."
Yu Zhongzi was shocked upon hearing this, while Le Hou at his side said,
"Don't be fooled."
