He clenched his teeth, forcing himself not to spit out the blood, and shouted angrily:
"What are you all waiting for?
"This old scoundrel has supreme martial arts. Fighting alone is hard to win. If you don't act now, are you waiting for him to kill one by one?"
Everyone looked at each other.
Those who still had some reason knew that rushing in now was probably not wise.
This old man was in peak condition, full of vigor and imposing.
Charging ahead now would only meet his sharp edge.
But aside from those with reason, there were also those easily incited.
Listening to Ye Qing's words made them feel he was right.
The fight for the Sword Division Order was naturally a race against time. Everyone going in together was the right way.
Immediately, with a shout of anger, they all sprang into action.
Seeing them attack, over half of those with reason tossed their rationality aside.
