Ling Fan feared that the enemy, driven into desperation, might take a potshot at Yun Fei and the others. Although moments ago, he had used his full strength to sever the arms of nearly a hundred enemies in front of the stage within a few breaths' time, there were still nearly a hundred people surrounding Tang Tiancheng.
This time, he couldn't guarantee that he could attract the enemy's attention absolutely and then disable the remaining bodyguards' ability to fight in such a short time again!
Yet the move he had just made had completely intimidated the enemy, and not one dared to make a rash move. Tang Tiancheng, though surrounded by nearly a hundred people, couldn't find a shred of safety.
The women on stage, including Yun Fei, were completely dumbfounded. They had never seen such immortal methods. At this moment, Ling Fan had become an almost godlike figure in their eyes.
