"Brother Guo, watch out!"
With that startled cry, Shui Yanbin struck like lightning. The long saber in his hand traced a cold gleam through the air and slashed viciously at the puppet sneaking up on Guo Mumo.
With a sharp crack, the puppet was sent flying and slammed heavily into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
After landing that blow, Shui Yanbin turned in one fluid motion, his blazing gaze instantly locking onto an enemy preparing to ambush him from behind.
With a flick of his wrist, his saber swept through a graceful arc and sliced toward the enemy's neck as swiftly as a gale.
In an instant, blood sprayed everywhere. The enemy's head flew off like a kite with its string cut, while his body toppled stiffly to the ground, twitched a few times, and fell still.
"Thank you, Brother Shui. I was careless!"
Guo Mumo spoke with lingering fear.
He had been so intent on claiming credit and decisively killing an enemy who had ambushed him that he had completely failed to notice another wave of attacks coming from behind.
Had Shui Yanbin not intervened in time, he would probably have already met his end in the Yellow Springs.
"Stay alert. Don't fall into their trap."
Shui Yanbin panted heavily, his expression grave as he warned him.
His eyes remained fixed on Kong Hao and Cheng Shuangshuang amid the crowd. Those two were the enemy's main strength. If he could seize an opening and kill them in one stroke, perhaps he could turn the battle around.
Yet just as Shui Yanbin focused all his attention on Kong Hao and Cheng Shuangshuang, startled cries suddenly rang out from both sides behind him.
Shui Yihong and Mo Ran had also been ambushed.
Wu Changlong, Ma Guan, and