But when they charged ahead, they became afraid; they had never seen a scene where every strike draws blood.
They dared not charge directly, only waited on the side for Yang Fan to knock the mountain bandits one by one to the ground, then they immediately moved in, targeting the ones that were half-dead and finishing them off.
Before long, more than forty mountain bandits lay on the ground, not a single one left standing.
Most were dealt with by Yang Fan, and those he didn't finish off were killed by these eight men.
Unable to confront directly, they managed to kill those half-dead bastards on the side; that is a skill they possess.
Looking at Yang Fan, drenched in blood, the eight men knelt on the ground in reverence; forty mountain bandits, all taken down in one breath, unscathed.
Is he even human? Is this the same Yang Simpleton who knew nothing before?
