Lei Jiu was covered in wounds after such a fierce battle, yet he continued to fight like an animal. He truly deserved to be the young leader of the Nine Songs Tribe, as well as the top cultivator under the young master of the Huangfu clan. His right arm had been torn off, his chest had a large hole with blood oozing out, his battle armor was tattered, one eye had been pierced by an arrow, and his left leg had a large area of skin peeled off to leave behind a mass of fresh flesh, and yet, even when faced with the coordinated assault of so many powerful cultivators, he still managed to stand tall without retreating.
No fewer than a dozen people at the peak of early Foundation Stage—all of whom elites of their own clans and sects—had been attacking him, and yet Lei Jiu still managed to kill four of five amidst the bloodbath. In fact, he'd killed so many the elites began to feel a sense of chilling fear.
Rumble….
