The Sect Master of Vajra Gate fended off several attacks from Zhang San and Li Si before finally catching his breath enough to speak. He shouted furiously at the other side, "Bai Wanjian, are you dead? Get over here and help!"
Bai Wanjian's expression darkened. The Sect Master of Vajra Gate had always been arrogant and supremely skilled. When others stepped forward to help him, not only would he fail to show gratitude, he would instead berate them, believing they were looking down on him. Who would have thought that this time, he would actually ask for help?
But since the other man had already spoken, and they were on the same side, Bai Wanjian could not very well stand by. He led several fellow disciples from the Snow Mountain Sect into a sword formation and charged over, blocking Li Si for the Sect Master of Vajra Gate.
"Get lost!" Li Si roared. Zhang San and he had caught the Sect Master of Vajra Gate off guard and injured him from the outset. In another hundred moves or so, they should have been able to subdue him. But with this interruption, the situation might reverse. After all, the Sect Master of Vajra Gate's Indestructible Vajra Divine Skill was exceptionally troublesome.
Anxious, Li Si showed no mercy. The Snow Mountain Sect's sword formation was rigorous and could easily handle ordinary martial artists, but against Li Si, the terror of the martial world, it was utterly insufficient.
Li Si moved like lightning, constantly shifting and darting. Though he was alone, to the surrounding heroes, it seemed as though he had surrounded the entire Snow Mountain Sect.
Members of the Snow Mountain Sect fell one after another. In just a few breaths, only Bai Wanjian remained.
As the Snow Mountain Sect's young sect