The wind blew gently.
"Not here yet?"
Lin fan stabbed the stone pillar deep into the ground. He stood at the top of the pillar and sat cross-legged, waiting for the descenders to arrive.
This was the original location of the magnificent flame sect.
Although they had already moved away, they had chosen a good place and finally chose this place to kill those descenders.
He was waiting, not knowing how many would come.
He was a little regretful. The news of the 103 descenders being killed by him might have already spread.
Some descenders might not be fooled if they were a little more cautious.
I didn't think too much about it back then.
Now, it seemed that he regretted it a lot. If he had known, he wouldn't have let the Zhizhi bird leak it.
"Come on, I'll cut down as many as they come." Lin fan looked into the distance calmly, waiting for the descenders to arrive.
Just like cutting leeks, he killed them all, one after another.
Suddenly!
