Looking at the two people who were constantly fighting, the solemn look in Liu Haiming's eyes became more and more serious.
Even though Ma Yuntao and Zhang Huan were both extremely fast, Liu Haiming could still clearly see that Ma Yuntao was breathing heavily at this time, while Zhang Huan's breathing was still steady, as if nothing was wrong.
A judgment call between the two!
If the fight continues, Ma Yuntao will definitely be defeated.
He wanted to help, but when he thought of what Lin Xiao had just said to him, Liu Haiming could only suppress the restlessness in his heart and stared at the two people who were constantly fighting.
"You are exhausted of energy and blood, so what can you do to fight with me?"
Zhang Huan's disdainful voice suddenly came from the venue.
The moment he finished speaking, Ma Yuntao was punched in the chest and flew backwards again.
It hit the ground hard, and Ma Yuntao opened his mouth again and spurted out blood.
This time, he did not stand up immediately like before, but covered his chest with one hand and raised his head to stare at Zhang Huan.
"If I were twenty years younger, killing you would be like slaughtering a chicken but a dog!"
Ma Yuntao said with an unwilling look.
As a warrior, one's own Qi and blood are the foundation, and the strength in the body is the basis.
It's not that the older you are, the stronger you are. In the same realm, an old person who is depleted of energy and blood will probably not be a match for a young person.
Zhang Huan walked towards Ma Yuntao and said with a sneer: "Haha, there are so many ifs."
"Before you die, I will cut wounds on your face and body with a knife, and then send you to die."
As he spoke, Zhang Huan took out a dagger from his waist.
The cold light was biting and a bit dazzling.
"Mr. Lin!"
Liu Haiming frowned and shouted.
Lin Xiao also frowned slightly at this moment, but still said in a deep voice: "The time has not come yet, the opportunity is the moment between life and death. You must keep calm."
Hearing this, Liu Haiming clenched his fists tightly, his nails pierced his palms, and blood dripped down his palms and fell to the ground without even realizing it.
"Haha, I thought this guy had some great abilities, but it turns out he's just a coward."
"This old man was almost beaten to death, and he didn't take action yet. It seems like he's scared?"
A man in black robe said with a sneer, his words full of disdain for Lin Xiao.
Another man in black robe also sneered and said: "He is a smart man. He knows that once he takes action, the three of us will also take action."
"When the melee begins, the four of us will fight two of them, plus an old guy who is about to lose his strength in a fight. They will definitely die."
Only the last man in black robe did not speak. His face was obscured by the black robe, making it difficult to see his expression at the moment.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Huan, holding a dagger, had already arrived in front of Ma Yuntao.
Ma Yuntao wanted to stand up and resist, but Zhang Huan kicked him and fell to the ground again.
The dagger shimmering with cold light was approaching Ma Yuntao's face, and Ma Yuntao could even feel the biting coldness on the dagger.
"I just hate that I am old and frail..."
Ma Yuntao looked at Lin Xiao and Liu Haiming from the corner of his eyes, and then murmured in his mouth.
Hearing his words, Zhang Huan sneered and said: "I know I am an old man, why don't I just stay at home and wait for death?"
As he spoke, the dagger had already cut Ma Yuntao's cheek, and a wound appeared on his wrinkled face, with blood gurgling down.