Damn it, you shameless bastard!
Seeing Yang Zhen actually charging towards them, all the disciples of the Heavenly Pivot Holy Land were utterly bewildered.
The next moment, chaos erupted, and they hurriedly scattered to the distance, the entire Heavenly Pivot Holy Land camp dispersing in all directions like maidens scattering blossoms.
People had never hated the Thousand Tribulation Thunder Sword as much as they did now. Although the sword technique was terrifying, why did the thunder dragons it created have to chase after people?
Now look, with Yang Zhen swooshing over to their side, if this bastard made it into the crowd, wouldn't it result in a bloody mess of flesh and blood?
Such mess was absolutely unacceptable—it would lead to loss of life!
Everyone secretly cursed themselves for not having wings, desperately trying to avoid the bastard, Yang Zhen.
