After getting into the car, Zhou Yuan frowned and asked, "There are twelve of them, how many can you handle?"
The Han Clan's twelve masters all started at the Nascent Soul Realm, and the strongest few had even reached the peak of their realm.
With the power of Primeval Spirit Suppression, in an ideal situation, he could instantaneously take down three of them. Adding the Hellfire from the Fiery Ding, ordinary people couldn't even get close to him.
As for the rest, how many he could take down depended on their actual combat strength.
Nalan Fenfei said angrily, "I'll take care of half, do you have a problem with that?"
This was really pushing her to use all her trump cards!
But it didn't matter anymore, she had to see why the Han Clan dared to be so disrespectful to her!
"I'll hold off the remaining six until you've dealt with them!"