"Junior Brother, you're right. Two more of us won't make much difference! They have enough people over there," Ke Hongying said with a nod. "Let's deal with these four first. Whoever captures Huang Xiao can hardly keep the secret all to themselves, can they?"
"Exactly!" Daoxuanzi said with a faint smile.
Thus, neither rushed toward Wu Cang. Instead, they continued besieging Pang Ruhuo and the other three.
Besides Daoxuanzi and Ke Hongying, five others were now attacking the four: Qian Sai of the Demon Spirit Sect, Hu Meng of the Ghost Spirit Sect, Lin PY of the Heavenly Sword Sect, a monk from the Small Buddha Temple, and an Enlightenment Realm expert from the Sword Pavilion.
Their original intention had been to keep the four occupied first. To the people of the Jianghu present, whether they killed Pang Ruhuo and the other three was immaterial. Their main objective was still to deal with Wu Cang and capture Huang Xiao.
Facing seven opponents, Yuan Heng and the other three were not overly afraid. Even if they were being suppressed, killing them would not be so easy.
Of course, their disadvantage was quite apparent. It was almost two against one.
"Pang Ruhuo, take this!" Lin PY shouted.
He bore quite a deep grudge against Pang Ruhuo, who had thoroughly humiliated him earlier.
Now that the Demon Hall's people were surrounded, he too was dropping stones down the well and beating a drowning dog.
With so many powers joining forces against the Demon Hall, he was not afraid that it would single out their Heavenly Sword Sect for retaliation.
Besides, the Demon Hall's thousand-year period was drawing near. It was unlikely to launch any large-scale conflicts in the near future; those generally waited until after the new Hall Master took his position.
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