Yu Gu She and the other five were all disciples of the Demon Dao. If they hadn't been forced into a corner, they would never choose to engage in direct confrontation.
At this moment, these six individuals appeared to have the upper hand—at least on the surface—and were convinced of their advantage. Thus, when Zhang Yan's sword light rose, their first instinct was not how to counterattack but to retreat quickly in all directions.
However, that sword light was too swift. Just as they made their first movement, each of them was slashed open, their bodies cleanly severed. Yet in the next moment, the six figures flickered like projections, merging back together again.
Zhang Yan withdrew his flashing sword light, spun it back and forth, and drove the six further away. He laughed aloud. "So it's as I thought. You lot are nothing but a pack of cowards hiding in the shadows, too fearful to meet me in a fair fight."
