Xiao Li roared out, and suddenly pierced his sword out towards Yun Che’s back. Yun Che did not even turn his head. He casually stretched out his hand to grab towards the back, caught onto the tip of Xiao Li’s sword, and instantly seized the sword in his own hands. Then, with a flip and turn of his palm, the longsword, like a poisonous snake, flew out in the opposite direction, piercing into Xiao Li’s shoulder. The sword hilt stuck onto his shoulder blade, as it brought him flying far away. With a “boom” sound, the sword deeply pierced into the tall walls at the back, nailing Xiao Li there just like that.
A slaughtered pig-like scream was released from Xiao Li’s mouth. As if he had gone mad, he struggled about. However, the more he struggled, the deeper the blade stabbed into his shoulder blade, and his bones were painfully penetrated into. Blood spurt out from his shoulder like a fountain, dripping down his body, and very quickly, a big pool had accumulated right below him.
Xiao Ze and Xiao Cheng had initially wanted to take action together. However, seeing Xiao Li’s miserable state, and Xiao Bo who was miserably wailing out on the ground, their faces were as white as paper, and their scalp and skin grew numb. With eyes filled with terror, both of them obediently kept their swords, shrunk their bodies, and no longer dared to take even half a step forward.