Hearing their words, Li Huowang, who had just been lost in his own emotions, looked in astonishment at everything before him.
After he regained his senses, a surge of blood rushed to his brain. "This is all because of you bastards!!"
With a "clang", Li Huowang, holding the Longsword in one hand, pushed off from the roof tiles with both feet and charged at the three Oblivion Path practitioners with their backs turned to him.
Hearing the whistling sound behind them, one of the Oblivion Path practitioners twisted his body to the left as if it had snapped, barely dodging the attack.
With his head hanging down, he looked at Li Huowang in astonishment. "Hong Zhong, are you still playing around? They won't believe you anymore, you need to get out of here, we'll cover for you!"
Just then, Huan Jue Hong Zhong came over, his face serious, and persuaded, "He's right, now's not the time to play around, we need to retreat."