"Lord Shi?" Liu Tengfan could not help looking at Shi Hen.
Shi Hen understood Liu Tengfan's worries.
He himself was actually very worried about Huo Lian too.
However formidable Huo Lian was, he was still only one man.
Facing nine great experts alone, including the reigning Demon Hall Master, he was certain to lose.
Now they could only hope Huo Lian could escape.
Huo Lian's existence was something of a guarantee that they could stay alive. Otherwise, Pang Ji and the others could kill them at any time.
Shi Hen shook his head slightly.
The two of them could do nothing now, nor did they dare to.
If they made a move, Pang Yi and the others would probably kill the two of them first.
They were not Huo Lian. Every one of these nine men was stronger than either of them.
He himself might be able to hold out for a while, but the gap between Liu Tengfan's strength and theirs was far too great.
They could not intervene in a battle like this.
"Huo Lian, the Supreme Demon Saber you want is right here in my hands. Come and take it," Pang Yi said smugly, stroking the Supreme Demon Saber.
He realized he had no need to fear Huo Lian now. Leaving aside his own formidable strength, he also had eight subordinates joining forces against Huo Lian. Victory was firmly in their grasp.
His earlier fear had really been due to his lack of experience in fighting these old fellows to the death.
But now that they had exchanged blows, he discovered his opponent was nothing so special.
Pang Yi knew this was because of his own formidable strength. As long as he was strong enough, the experts he had once dreaded no longer amounted to much.
"Nine