The disciples of Saint Sect all stared at Han Bing, waiting for his orders.
At this moment, Han Bing hesitated even more. He was convinced that his group could defeat, even kill Qin Hao, but he dared not make a move.
This was due to the shadow Qin Hao cast in his heart, but more so due to Han Bing's intuition; he always had a feeling of unease.
"Do you really dare to make a move?"
At this moment, a dagger was placed on Han Bing's neck, instantly making his hair stand on end and his body stiffened.
While his mind was disturbed, someone had unexpectedly snuck up to his side and placed a dagger on his neck.
This was an expert, skilled in assassination. Although not as strong as Han Bing, this person made Han Bing dare not make the slightest movement.
However, that wasn't all. At this moment, several flashes of cold light passed by, and all four of the Innate Condensation experts felt pain in their wrists, each bearing a bloodstain.
