"Lin Kuang, don't be so arrogant! The outcome is still unknown," Miura Ken said, his expression grim.
"That's right! You're no match for us," Fan Fengxian sneered.
Hearing this, Lin Kuang laughed in disdain. "Not your match? Where did you get a conclusion like that?"
Miura Ken and Fan Fengxian were stunned for a moment. They didn't have a conclusion; it was just a feeling.
"The conclusion doesn't matter. What matters is that we can kill you, and that's enough!" Fan Fengxian declared, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"Tsk, is that so? Then what's with all the pointless talk? Fight!" Lin Kuang roared.
Without any hesitation, Lin Kuang rushed forward, the Nameless in his hand vibrating as he attacked Fan Fengxian. Seeing this, Fan Fengxian showed no weakness, swinging his longsword to engage Lin Kuang in a fierce battle.
At the same time, Miura Ken also charged, his katana slashing toward Lin Kuang again. The two of them battled him together.
