"The Liushang Sect gives up on assassinating Xiang Qiyan; you stand down, how about that?" he suggested.
"Not a chance."
Qian Jiyun coldly responded with three words.
Dare to lay hands on An Jiuyue and still expect him to spare their lives? What wishful thinking!
His moves became even more ferocious, as he directed his Original Soul energy straight at the Great Elder's forehead. Had not the Great Elder dodged quickly, half of his head would have been sliced off.
Even though he dodged, he was still hit in the chest, blood beads splattered out, and there was now a long, deep wound at his chest.
The Great Elder knew that this time he was doomed, so he could only retaliate fiercely.
…
Outside the town, a group of disciples was stationed not far away.
"Brother Zheng, just who is that man? So many people, all killed by him." A female disciple asked her senior brother while eating her dry food.
So many in Black Clothes, all killed by that man—it showed how strong he must be.
