Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1705 - 394: Experts Enter the Game, Flocking In!

Li Siqi positioned himself at the forefront of the formation, addressing Liu Futong. "Liu Futong, it's been quite some time since our last encounter, hasn't it? Do you still possess the mettle to withstand one of my strikes today?"

A serious expression settled on Liu Futong's face, yet devoid of any fear, he retorted, "If you have the gall, come at me. Don't you dogs always prefer overwhelming the few with sheer numbers?"

Li Siqi let out a laugh. "Hehehe, while engaging with superior numbers might not be the mark of a true hero, I am no hero. Prepare yourself for death!"

With his declaration, Li Siqi swiftly drew his saber and unleashed a direct assault upon Liu Futong.

Boom!

A devastating Sword Gang surged relentlessly towards Liu Futong, who found himself unable to muster any significant defense. To be struck by it would mean severe injury, if not outright death.

At this critical juncture, an indignant shout pierced the air, "Do not dare to harm my Venerable!"

Instantly, an individual materialized, positioning themselves directly to intercept Li Siqi's formidable Sword Gang.

Witnessing this intervention, Li Siqi's brow furrowed. He then observed the person who bore the brunt of his Sword Gang's might, despite their full-hearted attempt to parry it.

Li Siqi's frown deepened as he regarded the intercessor, scoffing with a mirthless chuckle. "Heh... Duozhi Fox, Mr. Guan. I hardly expected a mere Dharma King like yourself to presume blocking my saber!"

Beneath the onslaught of the Sword Gang, Mr. Duozhi Huguan clenched his teeth, countering Li Siqi's strike with the folding fan clutched in his hand.

"With me standing guard, do not even contemplate harming my sect's Venerable!"

Li Siqi narrowed his eyes at this bold assertion and inquired, "And what if I choose to harm him?"

Mr. Guan's response was cold and resolute. "Then I shall fight you until death."

"Fight to the death? Haha, you, a mere Dharma King, are you truly worthy of such a fate!"

With a sudden flourish, Li Siqi swung his saber once more, merging two strikes into a single, devastating blow aimed at Mr. Guan. Griting his teeth, Mr. Guan managed to exclaim, "Ah... wait!"

Boom!

In the ensuing moment, Mr. Guan was violently hurled aside by the saber's impact, expelling a stream of blood. Severely wounded, he collapsed onto the ground.

"Cough, cough..."

Gasping for air, Li Siqi's lips curled into a triumphant smirk as he surveyed the scene. "Overestimating your own abilities. Your Zoroastrian Sect, aside from the Three Venerables, are all but trash. Dharma Kings, hahaha... a laughable notion, merely a collection of weaklings."

At this, Mr. Guan clutched his blood-soaked chest and declared, "Do not gloat so. I..."

"You? What about you? Can you truly withstand another of my strikes?"

"Very well, very well. I have no time to waste with you lot of useless Dharma Kings. With my next strike, let's see who among you dares to attempt a block."

Saying this, Li Siqi raised his hand, his black saber radiating a menacing aura as he focused his attention on Liu Futong. "With this final strike, you are destined to perish, Liu Futong!"

Swoosh!

Li Siqi unleashed his saber in the next instant. A terrifying Sword Gang ripped through the ground, sending sand and rocks flying as it roared directly towards Liu Futong. This strike was utterly unstoppable.

"Venerable!"

Mr. Guan cried out in alarm.

Simultaneously, the cult members present at Wangchuan Pass united in an angry chorus, shouting, "Venerable!"

Everyone believed Liu Futong was doomed to fall under this overwhelming strike. However, at that precise moment, a voice echoed through the air.

"Who dares claim that the Holy Sect's Dharma Kings are incapable of fighting? I must ascertain the true capabilities of this 'Saber Saint'!"

[Dragon Fist]

Boom!

A thunderous explosion ensued as Li Siqi's saber strike was seemingly torn asunder by an unknown force. For a fleeting moment, the sky was consumed by a cloud of dust. In that obscured clarity, all eyes turned towards the epicenter of the disturbance, observing a figure slowly emerge from the swirling debris.

Tap, tap, tap...

The sound of footsteps resonated clearly, each step seeming to pound directly upon the hearts of the onlookers.

Whoosh, whoosh...

A gust of wind swept through, gradually revealing the individual's appearance to the astonished crowd.

Standing at an imposing height of eight feet, with a visage that commanded awe and eyes like piercing lightning, the figure exuded a majesty akin to a dragon!

Tap, tap, tap...

As the person's form became fully discernible, everyone's eyes widened in sheer disbelief. How could it possibly be him!

Li Siqi, too, felt his brow furrow down. His grip tightened around the great saber in his hand, a clear indication that he recognized the newcomer as no ordinary adversary.

At this moment, the newly arrived figure addressed Li Siqi directly.

"The Saber Saint just proclaimed that my Holy Sect's Dharma Kings are but weaklings. I wonder, am I, in your esteemed opinion, worthy of attracting the Saber Saint's attention!"

"Sea Dragon King, Fang Guozhen!"

Li Siqi drew a sharp breath, uttering the newcomer's formidable title!