Shang Xiye hadn't reacted yet.
Then his young wife clapped her hands and went around to Li Yu's back.
Holding a gleaming little dagger, she coordinated with Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao's attacks, specifically targeting any gaps in their defenses to launch surprise attacks.
Shang Xiye: "..."
Li Yu, driven to despair by the three's shameless and tacit tactics, felt utterly exasperated, her mind instantly turning into a giant alpaca's playground.
Holy crap! What happened to the one-on-one fight?!
How did it turn into a group brawl again!
As a ninth-level Spirit Gathering cultivator, Li Yu had no problem dealing with Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao.
The difficulty lies with the little female bandit behind him.
If he were to be even slightly careless, she would suddenly stab him with a dagger or slap him, each stab aimed to kill him and each slap aimed to kill him.
And since she was the woman the Venerable One had taken a liking to, he didn't dare to lay a hand on her!
Li Yu was incredibly frustrated and angrily roared at the speechless Shang Xiye: "Ninth Prince, you are a liar, despicable and shameless!"
"You despicable father, you faithless second uncle!" Ji Fengming not only held a sword in his hand but also threw a poison packet, and his mouth never stopped: "I hit you because you wanted to harm my sister. I have to wait in line to take my revenge."
Are you out of your mind, or do you think your face is so big that you need to wait in line for a long time to get it punctured, otherwise it won't be even or comprehensive?
Shang Xiye tightened his grip on the Blazing Sword, still undecided.
Black Owl noticed Shang Xiye's movements and said in a deep voice, "Don't come over yet. Wait until we've finished fighting and avenged ourselves before you come and fight him one-on-one."
Shang Xiye: "..."
My family is so supportive, what can I do? I'm helpless too!
Li Yu: "!!!"
Can these bandits even reason with each other?
This is even more shameless than a gang fight!
Under the relentless barrage of poison packets from Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao, and the ever-present sneak attacks from the little female bandit, Li Yu realized that the fight was hopeless and finally decided to sneak out and stop lingering.
Having fought for many years, Shang Xiye could guess Li Yu's thoughts just by looking at his expression.
He quickly sent a telepathic message to Ji Fengyao, Ji Fengming, and Hei Xiao, warning them to be on high alert: "Be careful, he's trying to escape!"
"Intensify the attack, restrain his attraction, and I will try my best to immobilize him," Ji Fengyao transmitted her voice to Ji Fengming, Hei Xiao, and Shang Xiye.
She held a silver needle between her fingers, still following closely behind Li Yu like a shadow, waiting for her chance to strike.
Shang Xiye gripped the Blazing Flame Sword, secretly gathering his strength, preparing to deliver the strongest blow to Li Yu.
Etiquette, loyalty, and trustworthiness are noble qualities reserved for loyal individuals.
Shang Xiye was not the kind of person who was blindly loyal and pedantic; he never showed mercy to his enemies.
Moreover, Wu Zhong's body is still warm. Even if Li Yu is not the murderer, he is definitely related to the murderer. He will not talk about etiquette and loyalty with such a vicious enemy!
Ji Fengming went even further and started a verbal battle: "Aren't you feeling really upset about being ganged up on by us? That's to be expected, since your name is 'You're Feeling Upset,' hahaha... Tell me, if you're not upset, who is?"
Besides, I'm guessing you're definitely your father's biological child; because no one would dare name someone else's son like that if they weren't his biological father. Don't you think what I'm saying makes sense?"
"You ignorant scoundrel, do you even know that you are close to Li Yu and Jian Huan?!" Li Yu was so angry that he was practically spitting fire.
He didn't care whether his name sounded good or not, but Ji Fengming's mocking expression and tone made him seem like a complete joke, which made him want to argue back.
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