At the edge of the forest was Long Meng, who was the vice sect master of Dragon Tiger Sect. The greed and disdain were already gone from his face. As more of his brothers fell between the Black Wind Mountain Bandit corpses, the shock and fear in his eyes became greater. If anyone looked closely, they would even see that his body was trembling faintly.
His eyes went wide!
Long Meng could not believe what he was seeing.
In less than ten seconds, sixteen out of around forty of his brothers who had charged at the battlefield had died, and they were all good fighters who had quite a good foundation in Dragon Tiger Sect. That was why he had deliberately assigned them to be the vanguard.
But they could not even win against Whirlwind Young Li and Eastern Green Gate. The two retreated as they fought, but Dragon Tiger Sect was drained of their manpower the more they advanced. Their numbers dwindled as they were killed by Happy.
