The disciples of the Peach Blossom Female Sect had never dreamed that their sect leader would be slain by a young man like Ding Fan.
Just now, everyone present had clearly seen Ding Fan's method of killing Yin Ruyu, with the flying sword shooting out and then, as if understanding its master's intention, swerving back to strike again.
This move was simply too formidable.
"Those who do not submit may stand out," Ding Fan stood with grandeur, scanning his surroundings with a solemn face.
Ding Fan's combat power was so heaven-defying that even the sect leaders had been slain by him, let alone the ordinary disciples of the sect at this moment.
For a moment, the many disciples of the Peach Blossom Immortal Sect exchanged glances, unsure of what to do.
"Fellow disciples of the Peach Blossom Female Sect, there is no need for you to die for Yin Ruyu," a crisp voice rang out from the northeastern corner at this time.
People turned their heads to follow the sound.
