"Could it be that you really think we're afraid of you?" the wounded old man roared furiously.
Earlier, when they had surrounded this man on the outskirts of Mount Casting Sorrow, they had still held the upper hand. Now that the battlefield had shifted, he had become arrogant. He had merely taken advantage of being alone just now. With two companions arriving to reinforce them, how could they fear Xiang Kuang too much?
Battle intent surged wildly from Xiang Kuang's body, churning the waters below into waves that exploded upward. "Good. Then let's settle this once and for all."
Roar! Five furious flood dragons tore through the mist and sky. The moment they attacked, they held nothing back, displaying an all-out posture as if they were prepared to fight the three old men to the death.
The short man's expression changed drastically, and the cold woman's eyes filled with wariness. What the old man had said in his fury just now naturally could not be taken seriously. In this perilous place, while battling Xiang Kuang, the three of them also had to resist the suction from below every moment.
The external pressure alone was three times greater for them than for Xiang Kuang. On top of that, the old man was already wounded. The situation had become extremely disadvantageous to them.
Under normal circumstances, in such a treacherous environment, they should first have considered their own safety before anything else. But Xiang Kuang was not right in the head. The reckless feared the unhinged, and the few of them naturally became even more wary of him.
Xiang Kuang, however, paid no heed to any of this. He was not acting on a fit of hotheadedness, either. If these fellows had not held him back, he would probably have joined up