As these words fell, all the members of the Fushui Sect were frightened by Yang Chen.
No one was not afraid.
Joking aside, who would want to become a cold corpse like Liu Chang? They all knew the reason for Liu Chang's death. It was simple: Liu Chang died because he was the first to stand out. With the lesson of Liu Chang's sacrifice, who else would want to be the second one to stand out?
No one wanted to die.
Although there were thousands of people in the Fushui Sect, none of them wanted to die.
In an instant, the enthusiasm of the Fushui Sect's disciples disappeared.
Yang Chen twisted his neck: "You should think clearly, if you really want to fight for your lives here, I have Yuanshan Sect behind me, and you have lost your two senior brothers who led you, one killed by me, and another in my hands. Do you really think you can win by fighting with me?"
Yang Chen's words undoubtedly shook the hearts of the Fushui Sect disciples.
