Inner Demons

Although Li Yunxin could easily dispatch a super-first-class Jianghu master, in terms of pure martial arts techniques and skills, he might not be better than a third-rate martial artist. This was because cultivators tempered their bodies and spiritual souls, making their reaction speed, strength, and physical fortitude far beyond what a secular person could imagine. Therefore, a brilliant strike from a super-first-class master would likely appear as nothing more than an old woman brandishing a sword in his eyes, easily countered.

Even so, he could tell that the four escorts from the Wanshun Escort Agency were no ordinary fighters.

They were almost all at the level of second-rate masters.

And previously, Qiao Duanhong, the head of Qiao Family's Hongfu Escort Agency, was the only second-rate master in the Qiao Family—and he had just barely reached that level.

This Wanshun Escort Agency was interesting.

While he was thinking this, the four had already pounced. Their coordination was excellent, sealing off all his escape routes—no matter how he dodged or counterattacked, he would have to pay a price; there was no way he could retreat unscathed.

Li Yunxin could even see that even after these four had pounced, the escort who had spoken, the woman who called herself San-niang, and the other servants had not let down their guard. They were waiting—in case this person was truly a master, they could either pounce as well or retreat in an instant.

But the next moment, there were short, suppressed gasps.

However, the gasps quickly died out.