Hearing Lu Yu's words, Li Shengtao couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. At this moment, looking at the long knife on the wall before him, he felt his legs going weak, as if he might collapse at any moment!
He never imagined that the over twenty men wielding machetes that Yunting brought along would be so utterly defeated in front of Lu Yu!
From the instant he saw Lu Yu earlier, his heart was filled with boundless anticipation and excitement. He thought he could dispose of Lu Yu tonight, eliminating a future threat.
But he never expected that Lu Yu would take down over a dozen burly men with just two strikes, frightening the remaining men into standing frozen, not daring to make a move.
Such skill truly amazed him!
At this thought, he slightly turned his head and looked towards Yunting not far away, only to see Yunting standing there like a wooden post, as still as a statue, unaware of the blood flowing from the wound on his cheek!
