As both sides fought desperately, Jiang Hao watched and pondered. He had been through plenty of battles himself—hand-to-hand combat, gunfights, ancient martial arts duels, battlefield slaughter, even battles against vampires. He knew his own limits. At that moment, he was comparing himself to these people, wondering how he would fare against them.
After watching for a while, Jiang Hao gained some confidence. Setting aside his other methods and judging purely by martial arts and weapons, he could easily kill one Man in Black within a few moves. Even if he were surrounded like this, he should have no problem breaking out and wiping them all out.
As for the White-robed Man, his swift swordsmanship was exceptionally fierce. But if Jiang Hao were given a suitable long saber, he believed that in a one-on-one fight, the man would be unable to withstand two rounds of his attacks.
Seeing this, Jiang Hao immediately became much more confident in himself.
Pfft!
The White-robed Man's swordsmanship was sharp and fierce. Finding an opening, he suddenly thrust out his longsword and struck one Man in Black in the neck. The stabbed man was sent flying in an instant, blood spraying through the air. He lay on the ground and fell silent within moments.
Although the White-robed Man had killed one opponent, he had exposed an opening in doing so. A Man in Black brought his long saber down viciously, carving a gash across the White-robed Man's back. Blood immediately stained his white robe red.
"Ah~~ Swift Thunder Sword!"
The White-robed Man's sword moves changed, becoming even faster. Under the sunlight, he seemed like a flickering streak of light and shadow. Several muffled stabs rang out, and the Men in Black surrounding him were all pierced through vital points, collapsing dead one after another.
Seeing those