Xu Qing forcefully endured the bombardment of the two people's spells and pierced his hand into the chest of a rogue cultivator. He then retreated and landed on a large rock. He squatted slightly and lifted his head, panting a little as he coldly looked at the remaining cultivators in the surroundings.
There was one person left from the Litu Sect, the leader.
There were still four people from the Sea Ghost Organization, including the burly man.
As Xu Qing's gaze swept over, blood dripped down the edge of his dagger, merging with the blood on the ground.
With the flight talisman on him, Xu Qing could actually attempt to fly out of here. However, everyone here wanted to kill him.
Xu Qing's principles made him stay. He had to do his best to kill all the threats here.
