Facing a group of SS-level peak people, even though Li Yu and the others are only at the SS-level mid stage, they are fearless.
This is absolute self-confidence.
Nine people!
Their bodies slightly lean forward, resembling a row of sharp swords, giving an infinitely fierce impression.
Seeing this scene, Lu Ao and his group are visibly shaken.
Soon after, weapons appear in everyone's hands!
Dagger!
Military Dagger!
Military Knife!
"Hehe! You're asking for trouble! Even if you're all SS-level peak in strength, we have fifteen people on this side." Lu Ao sneered.
At the same time, the curved blade in his hand spun, its sharp edge reflecting an incredibly dazzling light under the sunlight.
"Zhang Fan, are you just going to stand there and be a coward?" One person sneered, staring intently at Zhang Fan.
"Hehe!" Zhang Fan chuckled softly.
Meanwhile, Zhang Fan also chuckled softly, "Li Yu, Jiang Min'er, let me handle this."
At the same time, Li Yu and his group all stopped.
