Not only Yang Fan, but even Nan Surou and Ren Woxing could see that these guys were no match for the stark-naked woman. She was alone, with only one weapon, although it was unclear what it was. Yet, none of the old guys dared to attack alone.
Because as long as the woman found an opportunity to counterattack, she could make them spit blood with a single blow, leaving them powerless to resist.
However, Yang Fan saw more clearly. He knew that those sitting on the ground, spitting blood and undergoing Breathing Control, hadn't suffered too seriously. At least their lives were preserved, though their cultivation might have some temporary issues.
After realizing this, Yang Fan frowned.
"Brother Yang, what's wrong?" Nearby, Ding Li noticed Yang Fan's unusual expression. He was also from a First Grade Immortal Sect, knowledgeable but only able to see that the woman was formidable, nothing more.
"Brother Ding, did you notice that the woman's strength is limited?"
