The one who has consumed the most physical energy here has to be Xiaofan.
First, he and Zhu Fan attacked Kawashima together and then fought chaotically, running back and forth. The massive energy expenditure made his movements less agile than before.
Every strike from these assassins was deadly, and each of them fought desperately. Although Xiaofan's toothpick could defuse the dangers, he couldn't quickly find a way to counterattack.
Ren Zhongtian's greatest strength was his speed, but now even Xiaofan couldn't keep up. What should they do?
Thin sword wounds slowly appeared on Xiaofan's body. It wasn't that he didn't want to dodge; he just couldn't anymore.
Blood dripped from his thighs and arms, sweat running across the wounds, causing a tingling pain. These guys seemed to have figured out that Xiaofan didn't dare to recklessly go forward anymore, and none of them were fighting with all their might but instead tried to lure Xiaofan into attacking.
'Swish.'
