Death Group Battle
Seeing Xuanyuan Po wanting to fight one against five, Li Fen felt a headache. This act was simply crazy.
"Should I help or not?"
Although she was thinking of this, Li Fen's body was retreating. She didn't wish to be injured.
The distance between both parties was only tens of meters apart, and both were speeding toward each other. Hence, they clashed just after a few breaths of time. A student from Haizhou stabbed his sword out, and it pierced toward Xuanyuan Po's eyes. Another student used a swift blade and chopped at his arm.
Xuanyuan Po wasn't fearful at all. He roared and brandished his silver spear.
Bang! Bang!
Before Li Fen could see clearly, two guys were already sent flying.
"It can't be, right?"
Li Fen was stunned. She knew Xuanyuan Po was very strong, but she didn't expect him to be so strong to such an extent. This had toppled all her understanding.
"Don't be afraid, go at him together!"
Ren Guang roared.