Xu Chu was about to go completely insane. He never would have imagined these bastards would pull something like this on him. Did they have no shame? No shame at all? Four people ganging up on one person wasn't enough—they had even resorted to a sneak attack. Where was the dignity of martial artists?!
Of course, when it came to enemies and allies, using a few tricks was perfectly acceptable. If Xu Chu had the chance, he wouldn't let it go either. So...
As he flew through the air, Xu Chu vomited blood while cursing inwardly.
He wasn't cursing the four people—Wu Anguo and the others—who had clearly plotted this in advance. He was cursing Cao Hong!
He had thought this fellow's mouth wasn't that unlucky. Who could have known... this wasn't merely unlucky anymore. This was downright deadly!
If he hadn't instinctively leaped into the air and been sent flying, but had instead stood atop the walls and taken the combined attack of the four head-on, they could already be preparing to collect his corpse. Though perhaps there wouldn't even be a corpse to collect—the bastard would have been beaten to pieces!
"Holy shit!" Guan Ping shouted.
"He's not dead!" Pang De exclaimed.
"Chase him!" Zhang Ren yelled.
"..." Wu Anguo.
The four men stomped heavily against the city wall and shot straight after Xu Chu, who was flying through the air and vomiting blood.
Damn it, again?! Xu Chu was so furious his eyes nearly bulged out. He used a Thousand-Jin Drop to fall directly to the ground, then, the instant he landed, pushed off hard with both legs. His body changed direction and charged like a cannonball straight between Cao Hong and Xiahou Dun.
While still in midair, he shouted, "Work together against the enemy!"
Xiahou Dun