Actually, without much explanation, Leng Yue had already guessed what Xiaofan wanted her to do.
Watching those dozens of masters fall one after another eased her own pressure invisibly, while Xiaofan also wanted to deal wholeheartedly with Muto and his junior disciple after killing these masters.
The fire on the island was growing larger, but many people on the island hadn't given up extinguishing the fire.
Because many people knew that if the island was finished, they would be finished too.
Muto and the old man were tightly blocked by Xiaofan, having no ans whatsoever.
Watching his underlings slowly perish under an unnoticeable toothpick, Muto was angry in his heart, but calm on the surface.
Calm, he must remain calm.
This kid was just slightly faster, in terms of strength, he had a chance to outmatch him completely.
'Whoosh, whoosh...'
Suddenly, the firing of toothpicks paused for a mont.
It was this slight pause that caused eight masters to rush towards Leng Yue.
Truly helpless, these toothpicks, no matter how cheap, could be picked up casually, but Xiaofan only carried a limited number, and there would be a day when they ran out.
Originally, when intercepting halfway in Kyoto, Xiaofan used a large number of toothpicks to break through, and after boarding the ship, he had been hiding them without ti to replenish them. In the face of such a large-scale confrontation, Xiaofan couldn't afford to save them.
Looking at the remaining dozen masters on the opposing side, at this mont, running out of toothpicks was truly disheartening.
"All of you, go on, this kid has no more toothpicks."
Muto shouted loudly, seeing hope. Just as he was about to take big strides toward Xiaofan, he didn't know that the kid suddenly flashed back.
'Splash.'
Having run out of toothpicks, Xiaofan vigorously tossed the dagger he held.
'Thump.'
It hit right in the center of one of the masters' foreheads. With quick strides, he reached Leng Yue's side, and with one hand encircled her slim waist, while the other withdrew the dagger from the man's forehead with a swift swing.
Splash, three more fell.
Blood stained bright red, and on this dark and windy night, this God of Slaughter was born...
"Swallow's Counterattack."
Because of standing tall and turning back, Muto and the old man had already chased up, forcing Xiaofan to use this move.
Having fallen for this trick once, Muto didn't know if Ye Xiaofan was still bluffing this ti; he didn't hesitate anymore, decisively striking out, but his target was Leng Yue in Xiaofan's arms.
This wasn't a dishonorable attack; at this critical mont, anyone who wins is the true king.
So, Muto's choice was very correct.
However, Xiaofan embraced Leng Yue and soared into the air, gently pushing her several ters away. He returned with the Swallow's Counterattack, again blocking Muto.
On the other side, Muto's junior disciple seized the chance to attack Leng Yue who was off to one side.
Leng Yue's gaze turned cold, yet she didn't retreat and bravely faced him.
Speaking of, Leng Yue also grew up in a training camp. In terms of combat experience, she had her own insights. Even if the opponent was much stronger, as long as she didn't retreat, she could hold out for a while. And within this short while, he would surely co to help her.
So, Leng Yue's thinking was correct.
'Bang.'
Blocking the opponent's attack, Leng Yue was directly thrown back by the enormous Inner Strength, while concurrently Xiaofan indeed arrived at her side.
"What are you still waiting for, you guys..."
How could Muto let this great opportunity pass again? Ye Xiaofan no longer had any toothpicks, so he could no longer assist the girl with ranged support. As such, as long as these subordinates continued to assault Leng Yue, wouldn't the situation be resolved?
But, when Muto snapped back to look at his subordinates, a chilling scene appeared in front of him.
On the ground, there were corpses everywhere, with only five of his remaining masters standing.
The eyes of these remaining five, when looking at Ye Xiaofan, were filled with terror. They dared not take another step forward, even harboring thoughts of retreat.
'Whoosh.'
Xiaofan once again tossed the dagger in his hand towards the center of these five.
Without a second thought, these remaining masters imdiately shouted and turned to run.
Yes, run, far from this place of trouble. The present reality told them that if they continued to approach, even just stayed in place, the ones dying next would surely be them.
Only escape, only distancing from this demon, would give them a chance to survive.
'Boom.'
A flash of lightning streaked across the sky.
Under the illumination of the lightning, Xiaofan with blood stains covering him stood like the Death God.
His cheeks were dyed bright red by blood stains.
Finally, having driven away all the hindrances, only Muto remained.
This was Xiaofan's planned last showdown.
Each step of the plan was arduously traversed, but at this very mont, no matter who fell last, Xiaofan had already won.
'Bang.'
The explosion sounds grew increasingly frequent; the island's base was likely all gone.
And Muto had t his end as well.
Brought to ruin by a young Ye Xiaofan.
"Leng Yue..."
"I'll go over there to wait for you."
Not needing Xiaofan to say more, Leng Yue went off to one side on her own; she didn't want to hear Xiaofan tell her to leave first again. Anyway, she wouldn't leave alone anymore.
On the island, probably not many were still clinging to fighting the fire either. The clever ones should have guessed to leave this place of trouble early.
"Pah."
Xiaofan casually spat out a mouthful of congested blood, and slowly walked in front of Muto.
"Ye Xiaofan, you're close to your last breath, aren't you? I admit defeat, but even as I lose, I won't let you win so thoroughly."
"Ah, anyway, the data's been destroyed, my mission's accomplished too. Now, it's ti for us to settle things between us."
"Your Inner Strength won't last ten minutes."
"Ten minutes is ample to settle you two. No... ten minutes is too long."
"Arrogant..."
With an angry shout, Muto assud a stance, slowly advancing toward Xiaofan.
Knowing Xiaofan's Body Technique was uncanny, this ti, Muto didn't team up with his junior brother to attack together, but gradually closed in, attempting to break the stalemate.
The fire illuminated Xiaofan's cheeks; not far, Leng Yue quietly watched him, hoping to defeat these two, for then they could take her back.
Of course, the White Scorpion on Xiaofan's body hadn't been removed yet, but going back to Japan, there might be a chance if Bai Xue could help later.
During the thought, Muto and his junior brother had already approached Xiaofan.
Compared to before, Muto's junior disciple was much more precautious now, as was expected. After all, two of his fellow disciples whom he'd known for decades died today, all in the hands of this young man before them. How could he not be cautious? Without utmost care, the next one to die might be him.
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