Of course, they were now backed into a corner. Jianhong was not even worth mentioning, with just a bit of vital energy protecting his organs, and his energy sword was down to a mere sliver. The explosion had charred their bodies on the outside while leaving them raw on the inside. Furthermore, blood spurted from their mouths and noses, a horrific mess of black and red, unbearable to watch. Moreover, as Yinen was pinned down and stabbed, like a leaky sack, blood gushed out, staining their heads and faces! Even Li Fan, who never forgot a face, could no longer distinguish who was who. It was like watching four refugees who had just escaped from a battlefield, wrestling on the ground. The scene was tragically overwhelming!