"Clang..."
Another person fell to the ground in response, and Jhiang Yuan's palms were sweaty with tension.
She returned to her previous position, but her aim couldn't compare to Song Yi's.
She was afraid of accidentally hurting the others.
With time pressing, she quickly downed two more people.
It didn't matter where they were hit, the main thing was that they were hit.
Song Yi had also finished off that group of people, kicked the door, and now their numbers were halved.
"Brother Song, ah!"
Zhang Kaiyang rose again, this time filled with strength. Jhiang Xingzhi saw that Jhiang Yuan had also arrived and, worried his daughter might get injured, he too fought back with vigor.
It was fortunate that the yard was large because otherwise, it wouldn't have sufficed for the group's thrashing.
Jhiang Yuan didn't dare delay. She had the Tang Sword with her, mainly targeting those who had weapons in their hands.
