The leader was a man about thirty years old with small eyes. He was none other than Zhao Ping, one of Zhang Zhenshan’s competent subordinates and a middle Soul Personage. He looked at Bai Yunfei, his eyes flashing with a hint of astuteness, and shouted loudly: “He’s drunk some of the drug already. Don’t give him time to recover! Catch him right away!”
However, the moment he shouted, Bai Yunfei let out a cold snort and unexpectedly took the initiative by charging towards him before the other people could act!
Bai Yunfei was extremely fast. When Zhao Ping finished talking, he was already about to charge up to his face. His expression changing greatly, Zhao Ping retreated hurriedly and drew a short sword about two feet long at the same time. Without hesitation, he thrust it at Bai Yunfei.
Bai Yunfei swung his right hand upwards. When it went up, it was already holding a small and exquisite dagger. With a loud and clear ding, the dagger warded off the incoming short sword.
Just when he wanted to make another move, he suddenly noticed something happening beside him. A large saber was being swung at his extended right arm. It turned out someone on the side had reacted by starting to attack him.
Bai Yunfei had no choice but to halt for a moment and withdraw his right hand to avoid this saber strike. He had not expected these men to be able to cooperate with each other so well tacitly. Almost at the same time as that large saber was swung at him, Zhao Ping’s short sword was thrust at him again. Bai Yunfei had no alternative but to hurriedly back off two steps to avoid this attack.
However, with this backward movement, he retreated into these men’s encirclement again!