Zhang Xiaohua had not actually expected Senior Brother Wei to answer. He reached into Senior Brother Wei's robes and rummaged around, soon pulling out a waist token. Looking it over, he smiled. "I've spared your life several times now, so let this waist token be the price. Breaking formations with a long sword is truly rather tiring!"
"You..." Senior Brother Wei could not move and could only curse inwardly!
"What about me?" Zhang Xiaohua shot him a sidelong glance, as though he had heard the man's thoughts. He raised his hand, curled the middle finger of his hand, then flicked it out, striking Senior Brother Wei's long sword.
With a crack, the refined steel sword snapped into two pieces.
"Let's see what you'll use to fight me now!"
Zhang Xiaohua kicked Senior Brother Wei again, unsealing his acupoints, then headed upward without looking back.
Senior Brother Wei flipped himself up and stared wordlessly at the foot-long half of the broken sword in his hand. Raising his head, he was about to speak when he saw a figure flying down from the mountain ahead, swift as thunder and shaped like a soaring eagle.
Before Senior Brother Wei could see who it was, the man roared like an exploding thunderclap, "What happened here? Who sent the emergency signal?"
At once, delight flooded Senior Brother Wei's face. He opened his mouth and cried, "Senior Brother Huo, quickly, it's right—"
Senior Brother Wei had only just called out "Senior Brother Huo" when Senior Brother Huo used his lightness skill to arrive before them. Without a word, Zhang Xiaohua raised his heavy sword and thrust it at Senior Brother Huo's lower dantian! Senior Brother Huo had hurried down from the mountain and had not had time to see the situation clearly. Seeing only that Zhang