Besides them, two other men dashed out from nearby. One was in his thirties, with a short, stocky build and a solid stance.
He brandished a large axe, swinging it with ferocious power.
The other man was gaunt, his skin-and-bones face etched with deep wrinkles.
He wielded a long-tasseled spear, his movements exceptionally nimble.
After rushing over, the two quickly joined the fray.
Even as the giant python weaved and writhed, it couldn't get the better of them.
As Nangong Liang maneuvered through the battle, his piercing gaze swept over Ouyang Qingcheng. He said faintly, "So, it's the Ouyang Brothers. I've heard so much about you."
Ouyang Qingcheng's expression grew even colder. He gave a brief glance and said icily, "Likewise."
As he spoke, he thrust his Heavy Sword toward the giant python, the flash of his blade fierce and sharp.
Nangong Zhi, who was moving quickly nearby, was startled by the attack and hastily dodged.
