In just one minute, Zhou Fan and the twin sisters had brutally carved a path through the first line of defense, reaching the buffer zone before the second.
Wang Tianshuang and Bai Zhi followed close behind. Thanks to Wang Tianshuang's monstrous strength, his Zen Staff became a dancing, impenetrable blur. You could hear the dense patter of bullets striking the staff, every single one of them blocked!
"Holy crap, this is too dangerous! What do we do? There are a ton of people with guns chasing us!" Wang Tianshuang exclaimed, rushing to ask Zhou Fan's opinion.
"What do we do? We deal with them, of course."
A faint smile touched Zhou Fan's lips. He slowly walked out and stood in the middle of the path, Li Hen Sword in hand, and proudly faced the dark, pressing mass of opponents chasing them.
Suddenly, Zhou Fan raised his arm and slashed out with the Li Hen Sword!
A jet-black wave of Sword Qi, like a soaring dragon, howled forward, devouring everything in its path!
