As Nie Wu issued this order, all the remaining black-clad Hidden Dragon Guards swiftly launched their attack.
They knew, the person before them was a supreme master!
Even so, they would not back down! This unwavering belief had been established since the creation of the Hidden Dragon Guards! No matter how rugged the path ahead, no matter how formidable the enemy, they do not retreat, they do not yield!
However...
In Fang Yu's eyes, this refusal to back down was no different from courting death!
About fifteen Hidden Dragon Guards swiftly encircled Fang Yu at the core.
Their Short Swords in hand, forming a ring, like a giant umbrella.
"Kill!"
One voice cried out, and the whole group sprang into action.
A trace of coldness crossed Fang Yu's lips, his gaze locked on the front... or rather, he was constantly watching Nie Ning and Nie Wu, never diverting his attention.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Short Swords came flooding in like a torrential attack—
Fang Yu spoke again:
