Li Fan kicked off the head of someone from the Nangong Family, positioned the two corpses a bit further away, and planned to continue lying in wait while invisible.
'Xuantian Sword Dao, stop squatting. Send some Xuanmen disciples to follow; there shouldn't be any more bodyguards around. Plus, get moving already. You've killed a disciple of Mountain Heng, and that master of his hiding in the palace will definitely come looking for you. If he gets impatient and starts sweeping the area with sword light, you're definitely a goner.'
Li Fan rolled his eyes, "That's perfect for slaughtering him. I'll lay down some poison, you cast a binding spell, and I'll fling my flying disc. That'll be enough to chop him seven or eight times; how could he not die from that?"
