The five members of "Seven Kills" stood in a line, glaring fiercely, and Huang Zhou felt the pressure on his body suddenly increase.
He was no match for any one of the Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain alone, let alone all four appearing together, plus Old Man Hei?
"I never expected that to kill a little girl, 'Seven Kills' would go all out!"
At this moment, a voice came from a distance. The members of Seven Kills turned their heads to see Huang Zhan Yuan approaching casually, with his hands behind his back.
Four elderly men in their fifties or sixties followed him, each dressed in gray cloth clothes. Their breathing was even, and even their steps were without the slightest discrepancy.
"Huang Zhan Yuan? You really came!"
Old Man Hei's eyes showed deeper dread, and his voice was low.
