"You've killed them!"
Watching Fang Lei murder two of the Transcendent Seventh Level members, the Sect Master of Verdant Mountain Sect had tears of blood flowing down his eyes, revealing frightful agony.
He looked around, sinking even further into desolation.
The members of Verdant Mountain Sect were no match for the Great Wu army. They were being massacred in droves, crushed just like ants, defenseless against the onslaught.
Their ancient sect, around for thousands of years, was crumbling to its demise.
War is without mercy, only defined by victory or defeat.
The victor crowns as king while the loser is branded a thief!
The defeated can only be swept to the heap of history.
"Not only them, but you are also doomed!"
Fang Lei's body made a sudden movement, his knife flashing with an image of a giant thunder deity, tearing through the void. With a lighting-fast strike, the Thunder Knife headed straight for the Sect Master of Verdant Mountain Sect.
