"Little Butterfly, hurry up and leave!"
Uncle Fang gritted his teeth and had no choice but to stand in front of Little Butterfly, urging her to leave quickly.
"Get out of the way, you old man!"
Seeing Uncle Fang blocking the way, the four Ghost Warriors suddenly showed a grim expression, with chilling intent surging. Without hesitation, they launched a massive offensive towards Uncle Fang.
With Uncle Fang's strength, he could handle one Ghost Warrior, but facing four at once, he was absolutely no match. He was instantly knocked flying, spitting blood.
At the moment Uncle Fang was knocked away, one of the Ghost Warriors suddenly stomped, closing in on Little Butterfly with a wicked smile on his face.
With a serious expression, Little Butterfly recalled the scenes of Ling Chen teaching her to train in her mind. Her beautiful eyes gleamed with intensity as she clenched the sword tightly in her hands.
