The second-in-command of Black Wind Stronghold relaxed a little after getting a clear look at the person who had arrived.
As long as it was a person, he had nothing to fear.
Liu Qingshan and his two men also followed Bai Yuan out of the darkness.
He looked at Bai Yuan, who stood at the very front, his face full of admiration. If it weren't for Bai Yuan, they never would have found the bandits' location.
"Vile scum! How dare you kill members of my Liu Family! Die!"
Liu Qingshan roared. The Soft Sword at his waist was drawn with a sharp ring as he flew toward the burly, bearded man.
"So, you're from the Liu Family."
The second-in-command of Black Wind Stronghold gave a vicious smile, raising his large saber to meet the attack.
Saber and sword clashed, and the two were locked in combat.
Both were skin-tempering Martial Artists, and for a time, they were evenly matched.
The skilled Liu Family retainers who had come along also drew their weapons and each chose an opponent.
