"Boss, watch out!" Night Orchid and the others warned as they hurriedly escorted Azure Fang down the mountain.
"I've said it before, none of you will leave here today!" Preston Page snorted coldly. He raised his hand and ordered, "Attack, kill them!"
"Understood!" The two lords from Ink Pavilion nodded and led a group of Ink Pavilion members in pursuit.
Members of Crimson Sun Sect and Cloud-Stepping Sect, who were below the War Grandmaster level, also joined the chase. They knew that staying there would only mean certain death, as the aftermath alone could kill them. Pursuing the SHADOW's five top-notch killers might offer them a chance to make some contributions.
"Orchid, you all go first, I'll stop them!" Stout said in a low voice as he advanced to confront their pursuers.
"Stout, I'll assist you!" Judge and Soul Chaser spoke simultaneously.
"You two are no match for them. Don't make a reckless sacrifice. First, get Azure Fang down the mountain!" Stout shouted loudly.
"Judge, Soul Chaser, come back!" Night Orchid took a deep breath and said with a stern tone. She was well aware of the current situation. Only by sending Azure Fang down the mountain could they have a chance to fight. Otherwise, they would be at a severe disadvantage.
"Stout, be careful, don't push too hard. Retreat if necessary!" Frostblade expressed her concerns with a worried expression. Normally, with her personality, she wouldn't retreat even if they were outmatched. However, she was concerned about Azure Fang's safety and knew that this was not the time to be stubborn.
"Don't worry, I don't even consider these small fry a threat," Stout said loudly. "You all go ahead, don't wait for me and boss!"
Night Orchid let out a heavy sigh. Then she turned to Michael Hornig and said, "Michael, carry Azure Fang on your back!"
"Got it!" Michael nodded vigorously and lifted Azure Fang from the stretcher, securing him on his back.
Judge and Soul Chaser also returned at this moment. The four of them protected Michael as they rushed down the mountain.
"Don't let them escape! Come on!" one of the lords of Ink Pavilion with "Opening Sun" as his code name, shouted.
"Understood!" A dozen or so members of Ink Pavilion swiftly pursued them.
"You bunch of idiots!" Stout snorted, and his wrist continued to flip. Suddenly, a barrage of silver needles shot out like rain, catching the Ink Pavilion members off guard.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Before the Ink Pavilion members could comprehend what was happening, they felt a sharp pain in their necks. After taking a few steps, they all collapsed.
"You damn fools, go to hell!" Opening Sun roared in anger, holding his sword and attacking Stout.
The other lord of Ink Pavilion with a code name, Jade Balance, wasn't idle either. He swung his sword, releasing several sword beams towards Stout.
"You underestimate me!" Stout sneered. He dodged Jade Balance's sword beams and rushed towards Opening Sun. At the same time, he raised his hand and unleashed a palm strike.
Boom!
After avoiding Jade Balance's attack, Stout's palm strike hit Opening Sun's chest with force. Opening Sun was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, spraying a mouthful of blood as he soared through the air. He crashed to the ground, and almost half of his bones were shattered. He lay there like a dead dog.
Stout had already reached the peak of the War Grandmaster level, and with his ability to challenge higher-level opponents, Opening Sun couldn't withstand his full-power strike.
"Opening Sun, are you okay?" Jade Balance shouted in concern.
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