"I'll hold him off by myself! Young Master Xiaowang, you and the other two coordinate and take this man down!" Zhao Qingshan suddenly growled. He stopped attacking with his Soul-Breaking Saber, switching to a full defense with both hands.
Wang Tianshuang and the other two didn't waste words. Zhao Yinghu deployed a Protective Shield and took a direct hit from Wang Hu. He spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back, injured, but the sacrifice allowed Wang Tianshuang and Ying Er to close in on Wang Hu.
"Old bastard, I'm going to smash you to death!" Having spent so much time with Zhou Fan recently, Wang Tianshuang had unconsciously picked up his habit of using trash talk to rile up his opponents during a fight. He cursed as he swung his Zen Staff, bringing it crashing down!
And what if this man was one of his family elders?
