"Scared? Too late!" Bei Chengkuo shouted at Hu Pursuing Wind.
His aura surged, and Sword Qi gathered continuously around the longsword in his hand.
The experts near Hu Pursuing Wind all felt Bei Chengkuo's fierce killing intent. None intended to meet him head-on, and they withdrew one after another.
Bei Chengkuo certainly could not sustain this state for long. They could simply keep their distance and wait for his momentum to weaken.
"Has Hu Pursuing Wind been scared witless?"
As the others retreated, Hu Pursuing Wind remained where he was, seemingly cowed by Bei Chengkuo's overwhelming presence and unable to move.
"What a waste," Ke Zhenyi cursed under his breath.
He had thought Hu Pursuing Wind would at least be able to hold Bei Chengkuo off.
After all, Hu Pursuing Wind was considered strong enough to rank among the top ten, but his performance now left Ke Zhenyi bitterly disappointed.
"Hm?" Just as Ke Zhenyi was about to rush over, something stirred in his mind. He saw Yao Fengrong approaching him.
"Old hag, what are you doing?" Ke Zhenyi asked, raising his guard a little.
"We gave Bei Chengkuo an opening by attacking separately just now. If we strike together this time, he won't have a chance," Yao Fengrong said.
Hearing this, Ke Zhenyi lowered his guard considerably.
Yao Fengrong was right. They had remained wary of each other earlier, so neither had come too close to the other.
This time, Ke Zhenyi did not object to Yao Fengrong approaching, and the two charged at Bei Chengkuo together.
Huang Xiao ignored everyone else, his eyes fixed firmly on Hu Pursuing Wind.
He pushed off the ground and moved toward Hu Pursuing Wind.
I only need to hold out for a little under half a quarter-hour, and it'll be over, Bei