Even Guotai Min'an felt considerable pressure facing the Pseudo-Divine Body.
Old Guan even felt that the other's strength was almost on par with his own.
Old Ma could naturally sense that the other's cultivation was no weaker than his.
Seeing Old Ma stop, Minister Ding smiled mockingly. "Old Ma, forget it. You can't beat him."
"So I should stop fighting just because I can't win?" the latter retorted furiously. "Stay out of this. I'm avenging my family today, no matter what."
"You say that like you could actually kill me." Little White Tiger casually pinched out his cigarette. "Remember, I'm sparing you today out of respect for these four old gentlemen."
If he insisted on killing Old Ma, Guotai Min'an really might intervene.
He didn't want to fall out with Old Man Guan.
Yet Old Ninth already had murder on his mind. Using lighting a cigarette as a pretext, he turned and signaled to False Eye and the others to silence him for good.
Whoosh!
The senior members spread out without betraying anything.
In groups of three or five, they positioned themselves to Old Ma's east, south, west, and north.
Neither Guotai Min'an nor Old Ma missed the movement.
Coupled with the red light in Old Ninth's eyes, it made them understand instantly: Old Ninth intended to kill.
Once fighting broke out, never mind Old Ma-Old Ninth would dare to go after every one of them except Old Guan with lethal force.
"Old Ma..." Fortunately, the big shots remained calm.
Yang Huaimin frowned, stepped forward, and patted his shoulder. "Swallow it. You can't beat this Little God."
"Even if I have to fight to the death, I'll avenge my family." The latter had made up his mind.
Guotai Min'an couldn't talk him down.
No one would swallow their anger after