"Be careful! On the left!" Just at that moment, the brother who had remained motionless behind, Li Baiyun, shouted a warning.
"On the left?" Li Baisheng had just registered the warning when his left arm suddenly throbbed with pain, as if it had been brutally smashed by a giant hammer, sending him flying through the air.
"Boom!" A large tree, wide enough for three people to embrace, blocked Li Yunsheng's flight path, and he slammed hard into the tree before slowly sliding down to the ground.
Shi Feng, still holding a bundle of firewood in his arms, as if he hadn't lifted a finger, looked toward Li Baiyun and shook his head disapprovingly. "I told you both to come at me together. I'm in a hurry, and now this delays me further."
"Arrogant!" Li Baiyun roared, pulling a silver serpent-shaped thin sword from his storage ring and thrusting it toward Shi Feng.
