With the death of Gu Wenqiu, the martial artists encircling Little Sixth Master were suddenly like headless flies, not knowing what to do for a moment!
Liu Zixuan glanced at those martial artists, folded his arms with a teasing smile, and said, "How about we play a little game?"
Everyone was stunned, somewhat unclear about the meaning!
"There are six of you now, only one can walk out of this courtyard alive..." Liu Zixuan said meaningfully and then supported Little Sixth Master to one side.
The six martial artists exchanged glances and immediately began to wield their blades against those beside them.
In light of their precious lives, everything else was just illusory!
To survive, these once arrogant scoundrels naturally chose to kill the person next to them!
"Sixth Master, I'm sorry I'm late!"
While the six were killing each other, Liu Zixuan looked toward Little Sixth Master.
