At the critical moment, Xiang Hou, who rushed from behind, suddenly bulged his tiger-like eyes in shock and cried out, "How dare you, young imp, I will not rest until one of us is dead!"
He had already lost one son, and if Xiang Fu were to also be harmed, he really would have no reason to live. The Five Peaks Noble House could now be said to have a difficult inheritance, and direct descendants were not to be easily sacrificed.
Ling Fan scoffed disdainfully, "There's a lot I dare to do, who the hell do you think you are!"
Xiang Hou's eyes nearly split with rage as he pushed his potential to the limits, and finally, when Ling Fan's Broken Sword was an inch away from Xiang Fu's arm, Xiang Hou managed to block it with his knife, gaining a moment's respite for Xiang Fu.
"Crack!"
Another sharp snap like a shattered lance sounded, and Xiang Hou's knife also broke.
