Zhou Yu was slightly startled.
He had thought that the Dong Family's final trump card would be Yang Tianpeng, but it turned out to be Qiu Baiwan unexpectedly.
However, Qiu Baiwan was not to be underestimated either.
Yang Shiwu and Yan Maozong both instinctively stepped in front of Zhou Yu, with Yan Maozong whispering:
"Zhou Yu, the situation is grim."
"Although Qiu Baiwan is not of the Saint Realm, he is of the Semi-Saint level, and his strength is no less than that of a typical Saint Realm. Otherwise, let's retreat first."
Qiu Baiwan, with his keen eyesight, immediately saw through Yan Maozong's thoughts.
"Thinking of leaving?"
"It's too late."
"Elder Liu, Elder Gu, you two act now and hold them back," he commanded.
"Alright."
The two men sneered sinisterly and struck simultaneously.
Left with no choice, Yan Maozong and Yang Shiwu reluctantly engaged in battle.
In a blink, the four Saint Realm experts were entangled in combat.
