"Huff...huff...Kong Zhao, give up. Our Formationist should be here any second. Even if it's you, it's impossible to defeat us."
Although struggling to maintain his confident posture, Jin Zin tried his best to intimidate Kong Zhao into giving up.
"Kong Zhao, consider the sect. Should you die, we will be severely weakened, and it will only be a matter of time before our sect is exploited." Elder Xue Bai added. Her right arm was bleeding profusely and lay limply by her side.
Hearing the old lady's words caused Kong Zhao to burst into a fit of laughter and lifted his battle axe on his shoulder.
"Stupid woman, you have already been taken advantage of by these thugs, ahahaha! How idiotic are you?"
Elder Xue Bai's nostrils flared with indignation. What was so idiotic about having ambitions!?
With renewed hate, she dashed towards Kong Zhao.
