In the distance, hidden outside the battlefield, Qiu Huayuan watched this scene with his eyes reddened, a light of excitement surging within.
The murderers who devastated the Tiangang Sword Sect had already been killed, three of them!
Only the last one remained to completely avenge the fallen comrades of the Tiangang Sword Sect!
That would let them rest in peace in the netherworld!
As he thought this.
Whoosh!
Another earth-shattering Sword Qi surged forth.
In his gaze, he saw the figure of the Golden Crow Great Demon suddenly falter from control, then crash into the ruins below.
Was it done?!
Qiu Huayuan's expression brightened.
And at that moment, a figure quietly appeared behind him.
Then, without further explanation, grabbed his neck.
"Who?!"
Qiu Huayuan's expression suddenly turned to one of terror.
But before he got an answer, he was carried into the distant battlefield.
Meanwhile, on the battlefield.
