They could all see it: as long as this man was dead, the other two were no threat at all.
The cloaked figure at the back hadn't made a move the entire time. This meant one of two things: they were either immensely powerful or pathetically weak. No one believed the former. These Demon Sword Masters had sharp, discerning eyes; they had long seen that the cloaked figure couldn't even withstand the pressure of their auras.
At least five Demon Sword Masters were ganging up on Ling Xiao, while another five who couldn't join the fray watched like tigers, waiting for the first opportunity to land a killing blow.
Without using his Floating Light, Glancing Shadow technique, Ling Xiao's current overall strength was only at the level of a High-tier Demon Swordsman. With the addition of the Nine Swords of Dugu, he could handle two or three Demon Sword Masters, but facing so many at once was becoming a real struggle.
