All around was silent, no one knew where Yang Fan was.
The remaining eight people were frozen with fear, not daring to move or do anything else. All their hopes rested on the man leading them.
The leader parted his lips and finally spoke, "Since it's a life-or-death battle, come at me if you've got the guts."
The leader knew very well that no matter what they did, this kid wouldn't let them go. Since nothing would work, he might as well fight to the death in hopes of finding a way out.
"Is that so? Watch closely and see how you're going to die." As Yang Fan finished speaking, the open mountain forest remained silent, with nothing to be heard.
A shadow suddenly shot out like lightning from the forest on that side.
Seizing the opportunity, the eight hurled countless hidden weapons toward where the shadow had suddenly passed.
Whizz, whizz, whizz!
The sound whistled past like endless winds, drifting far away.
