The Plight of Little Nine

Gu Xi's gaze slowly swept across the surroundings. At this moment, including the few people from the Daluo Sect, there were no less than a dozen people standing out at the same time.

One against a dozen, in the eyes of outsiders, the chances of victory were slim.

However, Gu Xi had the System, and he was also the legendary unsullied body. Even if he had not recovered all of his strength, he was still able to deal with these people with ease.

"Since you all want to die, then come at me together."

He clenched his right hand and revealed his long sword.

At the same time, sharp Sword Qi started to sweep across the inn.

"What a powerful Sword Qi!"

One person exclaimed, but the crowd did not retreat.

With an absolute advantage in numbers, they did not think they would lose.

"Enough!" Just when the atmosphere was tense, a woman's voice sounded.