"Damn, it's an ambush!"
The leader of the Blood Cross, clad in a dark cloak, was indeed worthy of being their leader, as he was the first to sense the danger even while his companions remained unaware.
Without any hesitation, the cloaked leader drew the large blade from his waist, protecting his back, while his True Yuan surged through him. He shot forward like an arrow released from a full-moon bowstring, darting out more than ten meters away!
"Clang!"
A metallic clang rang behind him, causing the cloaked leader's body to tingle and his blade to tremble violently, a testament to the mighty impact he had endured.
"Quick reaction, aren't you? Heh heh."
Three members of the Shadow Team emerged simultaneously from the slope below, forming a triangular formation. One of them spotted the dark-cloaked leader leaping over ten meters and raised an eyebrow, showing a hint of surprise in his eyes.
