The Sky Net Leader was stunned.
Were these two really that formidable?
He slowly walked forward, but someone stepped in his way.
"They aren't worth having you step in."
The leader looked at him and nodded. "All right. Sorry for the trouble, then. Kill them."
The man stepped forward and said calmly, "Everyone, stop."
His voice was soft, but carried by his internal energy, it reached everyone with perfect clarity.
Long Aotian flicked his saber, scattering a trail of blood across the floor, his gaze icy.
The Sky Net Experts surrounding him were all panting, their eyes fixed on Long Aotian.
They turned toward the man. His clothes were different from the others', too. Draped in a white cloak and wearing boots, he slowly walked toward the center.
Long Aotian found it strange. Why hadn't he noticed this man's presence at all earlier?
He looked toward Lu Chengwen.
Lu Chengwen also lowered his Iron Staff. He swept his eyes over the experts surrounding him before looking at the newcomer, inexplicably sensing danger from him.
Only Zhao Ritian was still fighting.
He grabbed a Sky Net Expert and pounded him mercilessly!
Blood spurted from the man's nostrils as he pointed toward the newcomer. "Wait!"
"Wait, my ass!"
Zhao Ritian brought his fist down, and the man died on the spot.
Zhao Ritian rushed out to find his next opponent. The man he targeted jumped in fright and hurriedly started moving.
The others around him realized... this brat... was vicious! He simply wouldn't stop.
Everyone else had stopped to assess the situation, see who had arrived, hear what he had to say, and find out what would happen next. Him? He didn't care.
I don't care who you are. Nobody gets to interrupt my fighting rhythm.
The man frowned deeply. "Hey, hey,