Skybillow's Twin Heroes, the Battlefield's Twin Fiends

The mountain wind was biting, and the distant sounds of battle and slaughter still faintly reached their ears.

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, striking down from time to time.

Seven powerful Foundation Establishment cultivators had gathered above Quicksand Camp, their swords drawn and their tempers taut!

After Han Zheng asked that question, Luo Chen could only remain silent.

In that unspeakable silence, Han Zheng's expression darkened as if water might drip from it.

The four fellow Senior Brothers behind him had already prepared to erupt into violence.

But unexpectedly...

Han Zheng suddenly laughed.

"Fine!"

"You've got guts. I'll remember you!"

Amid the astonishment of the four Senior Brothers, he waved his hand.

"We're leaving!"

"Junior Brother..."

"Leave!"

Han Zheng barked low and took the lead in departing.

The four had no choice but to glare viciously at Luo Chen and Chu Kui before leaving together with Han Zheng.

Once they had gone, Chu Kui visibly let out a long breath.

That heavy panting proved just how turbulent his heart had been moments ago.

He had likely already prepared to join Luo Chen in fighting Fallen Cloud Sect's five Direct Disciples.

Panting heavily, he stared incredulously at the calm and unruffled Luo Chen.

"Where did that silver tongue of yours go? You didn't say a single word just now. More importantly, they actually backed down?"

Luo Chen cast him an indifferent glance.

Spiritual power surged in his hand as the Profound Flame Sword flew back carrying the corpse of that sword cultivator surnamed Lan from the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect.

As he inspected the items on the corpse, he replied,

"What was there to say?"

"Apologize? Beg for mercy? Or hand over the Merit Points with both hands?"

Chu Kui was left speechless.

A bellyful of words lodged in his throat,