Ning Cheng's powerful aura of murder swept out, and before the Saintess of the Infinite Saint Sect could even get close to the Saint, she was once again whirled away by Ning Cheng's momentum.
At this moment, not a single disciple among the hundreds from the Infinite Saint Sect surrounding them dared to move, all like lambs waiting for the slaughter.
"Stop!" An anxious voice came rushing over, interrupting Ning Cheng's consciousness filled with killing intent, and suddenly a trace of bewilderment emerged in his heart. Killing these defenseless disciples was not his true intention. He didn't want to kill; he just wanted Luo Fei and QiongHua to come back.
But Luo Fei was killed right here, how could he not seek justice for Luo Fei?
"Ning, my friend, Luo Fei has not fallen, you cannot strike again in my Infinite Saint Sect," Mi Jin, in a gray Daoist robe, landed in front of Ning Cheng, speaking these words as fast as possible, anxiety filling her eyes.
