After another three or four minutes, a figure suddenly descended from the sky, albeit clumsily, with its face toward the ground, headlong.
"Bang!"
The fellow's face slammed into the ground, creating a big pit. He was none other than Yu Xisheng, who was bragging and determined to kill Li Fei.
After yet another round of fighting, Yu Xisheng was defeated again, his clothes tattered, looking extremely embarrassed.
When he raised his head, everyone was amused, for his eyes were swollen like large light bulbs, and his nose was broken, two streams of nosebleed flowed long, and his two front teeth were missing.
"Phew..."
Li Fei, holding the Evil Exorcism Sword, headed inverted, feet upwards, flew directly toward Yu Xisheng.
The Sword Qi was imposing, the red glow several feet long. If he struck with this sword, it would definitely pierce Yu Xisheng from his forehead to his heel, or split his body in two.
