"Hahaha, are you still kidding me? You?"
"Elder Shen, leave this brat to me." Having just had so much of his time wasted by a girl from the Han Family, Hong Li had long since grown irritated. Now that a young brat had come to provoke him, it would have been strange if he were in a good mood.
Hong Li smiled smugly and clenched his hand. A sharp saber appeared in his grip, its snowy blade reflecting a chilling gleam in the sunlight that made hearts tremble.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
He casually slashed and swept the saber before him a few times, making even space cave in slightly. Though Hong Li's character was contemptible, his strength was not the slightest bit inferior to Han Chi's. Anyone capable of establishing a foothold in a city in the Central Plains, however poor they might be, would still rank among the very strongest in the Jia Ma Empire.
"Brat, you dare play the hero and rescue a beauty without any strength? There's a price to pay for not knowing how to read the situation."
Hong Li gave a savage laugh and tightened his fist. Deep-green Dou Qi swirled around him like a tornado. Gripping his saber, he stamped hard on the ground, and his figure blurred as he charged at Xu Ran.
"Hiss!"
With his speed enhanced by wind-attribute Dou Qi, Hong Li appeared before Xu Ran in almost the blink of an eye. His saber swished through the air, weaving several dazzling streaks of blade light with tremendous force.
The murderous intent radiating from Hong Li made everyone present feel a trace of unease.
Hong Li's desire to kill far exceeded that of the Han Family members. If the Hong Family dominated Northern Sky City, how could anyone else in the