"A hero, you say?"
The five red-robed youths were stunned for a moment, then became furious.
"Damn it, this brat dares to mock us! Let's kill him together!"
"Right. He's just one guy. No matter how strong he is, can he really beat the five of us combined? Let's kill this brat!"
The five red-robed youths exchanged a look, suppressing the flicker of fear they'd felt earlier. A vicious glint appeared in their eyes as they raised their longswords and chopped down at Ye Wushuang. "Go to hell!"
Five massive swords, glowing with fire, slashed down from five different directions. They carried five waves of scorching energy that threatened to overwhelm Ye Wushuang.
Ye Wushuang's eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing within. He moved with Floating Light and Shadow and unleashed the Eight Kills of Battle. Twenty-seven Qi Vortexes spun at high speed, erupting with a terrifying force that crashed forward.
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
