Even Keith with the highest cultivation level and was the strongest fighter, was frightened, feeling as though death was coming for them. That feeling became stronger and stronger, and the other seven were all so terrified that color was completely leached from their faces. Fear filled their gazes.
“Don’t worry. We’ll definitely win. We have so many people attacking together. We’ll get him!”
Conley was so scared that his voice was trembling, yet he gripped tightly onto his sword and tried to encourage his comrades.
Bang bang bang!
A frightening explosion tore through the air. In the next second, the attacks from the Lagorio geniuses who were at the beginning stage of the true god status were all destroyed.
“Pfft!”
Those fellows spat a mouthful of blood, their faces twisted into grimaces.
“Sh*t. Their attacks were destroyed so easily!”
A few of their attacks had been destroyed by Fane. It was obvious that the attacks from Keith and the remaining men were not going to hold out for long. In a flash, beads of sweat began to drip from his forehead.
“This is bad, Big Bro. Let’s retreat!”
Joshua’s attacks were being suppressed as well. Fane’s sword auras were flying toward him non-stop, and he was so scared that his voice trembled.
Joshua gritted his teeth. By the time he could lift his head, he realized that Fane had already flown over. He stood before the two brothers, giving them a cold stare.
“We are the young masters of the Norman family, Fane. We’re the young masters of a first-class family. My father won’t forgive you if you kill us!”
Keith threatened Fane, gritting his teeth.
He did not think that Fane would give a mirthless smile instead. “You said that we can kill whoever we like in this competition, and no one can do anything about it. Besides, nobody is bearing witness to us. Who would ever find out that I killed you?”
After Fane said that, he swung his sword.
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