With a single punch, Ye Weiming inflicted internal injury on Nian Liandan, the Shame of the Flower Pavilion, and sent him flying backward. Just as Ye Weiming was about to press his advantage and deal him a ruthless blow, he suddenly sensed a vicious gust of wind from behind.
It turned out that the Golden Wheel Dharma King, who had been tangling with Xiao Qiao on the other side, saw his ally suffer a severe blow. Without hesitation, he simultaneously unleashed the five golden, silver, bronze, iron, and tin wheels in his hands, temporarily forcing Xiao Qiao back. Then he spun around and thrust out both palms, fiercely striking toward Ye Weiming's back.
In truth, people like the Golden Wheel Dharma King and Nian Liandan, who had gathered solely for profit, would inevitably harbor their own schemes even when working together. It was almost... no, more accurately, impossible for them to cooperate wholeheartedly without selfish motives.
Under normal circumstances, seeing Nian Liandan in trouble, the Golden Wheel Dharma King would already be considered benevolent if he did not kick him while he was down. Expecting him to save someone at a critical moment would be naive to the point of absurdity.
However, the situation now was different from usual.
For certain special reasons, their operation this time could only succeed, not fail. Thus, the Golden Wheel Dharma King and Nian Liandan had been forced into a relationship where their fates were intertwined.
If Nian Liandan died, the Golden Wheel Dharma King would not have an easy time afterward either.
Under such circumstances, he naturally did not mind lending the other man a hand, provided his own safety was assured.
And once he chose to forcibly interfere in this battle, Xiao Qiao simply could not stop him.
It was not that