Kua Fu never imagined that after receiving a blow from Li Fei, he could still speak and even laugh and chat—it's really incredible!
Together with many of his clansmen, they attacked as a group, but still couldn't settle the score with a teenager unarmed—what a disgrace!
Flames of anger started to blaze in the pupils of Kua Fu, growing more and more intense, as if the raging fire could turn Li Fei into ashes within sight.
"Leader, here!"
A subordinate handed over a large saber, three to five meters long, its blade shining with a silver gleam under the sun, razor sharp. With this weapon held by a member of the Kua Fu Clan full of brute force, one slash might split open a mountain path.
"Cut him down for me!"
Since Kua Fu's hand was still holding the Sky-Supporting Demon Wand, he ordered his subordinates to execute the task.
"Yes!"
Upon receiving the order, the subordinate raised the saber with all his might and swung it to slash.
"Clang!"
