"How could you possibly stand against so many Title Douluo?" The leading Black-Robed Mysterious Man let out a scornful sneer.
"Brothers, get them! Take them all down!" the Black-Robed Mysterious Man continued—
"Once they're captured, bring those three women back alive for me to enjoy properly."
"After I'm done enjoying them, I'll let you all have a taste too."
Upon hearing this, the mysterious men erupted in cheers, waving their weapons as they charged toward Di yihong.
One mysterious man leaped high into the air, the sharp blade in his hand glinting coldly.
Like a bolt of lightning, he stabbed straight at Di yihong.
Di yihong's gaze sharpened, but he remained calm as he sidestepped.
The sharp blade grazed past his robes, stirring a faint breeze.
Immediately afterward, Di yihong swung the Destruction Scepter in his hand.
A bolt of black heavenly lightning descended from the sky like a surging tidal wave, crashing down toward the mysterious man still high in the air.
Unable to dodge in time, the mysterious man was struck by the powerful heavenly lightning.
His entire body flew backward like a kite with its string cut.
He slammed heavily onto the deck and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing this, another mysterious man quietly approached Di yihong from behind.
The short dagger in his hand stabbed directly toward Di yihong's back.
It was as though Di yihong had eyes in the back of his head. Just as the short dagger was about to strike—
Di yihong suddenly turned around and used the Destruction Scepter to block the fatal blow.
"Overestimating yourself!" Di yihong said coldly.
With that, he kicked the mysterious man directly in the chest. The man let out a muffled groan.
His body shot away like a cannonball, crashing straight into the airship's