"Two!" Young Master Wu Dao called out softly.
At that moment, after Lin Bai and Zhang Zhengqing had finished discussing their plan, they turned toward Young Master Wu Dao with icy expressions.
Lin Bai stomped his foot, sending two flying swords into the ground.
"Are you still not making a move? Then I'll count... three..." Young Master Wu Dao said with a light chuckle.
The instant Young Master Wu Dao counted to three, two flying swords burst from the ground on either side of him, slashing sharply toward the top of his head.
At the same time, Lin Bai gripped the Demon Sword and took a step forward, thrusting it toward Young Master Wu Dao.
Young Master Wu Dao's expression turned solemn. Seeing the two flying swords break through the ground, he was horrified and hurriedly retreated. He closed the folding fan in his hand and struck fiercely downward at the two flying swords, knocking them away.
At the same time, Lin Bai's sword struck Young Master Wu Dao's folding fan, sending him flying a hundred meters away!
"Save Zhang Tian!"
At that moment, Zhang Zhengqing, Zhang Hu, and the others attacked together, rushing toward Zhang Tian.
After being forced back by Lin Bai's sword, Young Master Wu Dao was not angry. Instead, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "As expected, I wasn't wrong. Among you people, you're the only one I can't see through. It seems Junior Brother Li and Senior Brother Sun were both killed by you, huh?"
Lin Bai chuckled lightly. "I've killed too many people. I don't know which one you're talking about!"
Young Master Wu Dao laughed. "Don't worry. Once you go to hell, you'll naturally see them!"
"So they won't have to wait too long, I'll give you a quick death!"