As Ning Fan marched toward him with determined strides, he couldn't bear the fear in his heart anymore and shouted hoarsely for help.
"Master Li! Master Liu! Save me!"
Whoosh whoosh!
Two figures dashed out from the villa, shielding He Shan behind them.
It was, astonishingly, the two Grandmasters who had previously crossed hands with Ning Fan.
But now, their aura was countless times stronger than the last time they fought.
"The two of you have already healed your injuries and even advanced to become Second Rank Grandmasters... however, your realm seems very unstable, forcing growth is never a good thing."
He could feel the fluctuating aura of the two Patrons, far from the normal steadiness, clearly boosted by force.
This method was, for any martial artist, an action with more losses than gains.
"So what? Even if we forced our growth, you are no match for us now!" Liu, with one arm severed, now had an aura as majestic as the sea.