With the addition of Xiahou Jun and the other two, the battle became even more one-sided.
Nan ZaiXu, hidden in the shadows, had initially planned to rush out and kill one or two, just for show, hoping Xia Yanbing and the others would appreciate his help.
But Xiahou Jun and his companions didn't give him a chance; each like a harbinger of death, killed with a single move, without any excess motion. By the time Nan ZaiXu regained his senses, his men were all dead, corpses scattered everywhere, not a single one left breathing.
Nan ZaiXu's face was so dark it seemed like it could drip water.
He then turned his gaze to Gong Lie in the air, who was battling Yun Mengyao, his expression conflicted and hesitant. Gong Lie was his trusted aide, a Nascent Soul Realm master. Was it worth losing Gong Lie to recruit young talents from the ranking?
But soon, Nan ZaiXu's eyes settled, a cold light flashing.
