Xiao Yan did not even have time to dodge before Qiu Yue's tyrannical force struck him squarely. His body shot toward the ground like a black arrow, crashing down in an instant amid a thunderous quake.
Xiao Yan's prone figure came into view, a pool of blood spreading beneath him as his body trembled weakly.
"Hahahahaha!!! Serves you right! Serves you right!!!"
Seeing this, Hua Jin burst into crazed laughter, her eyes brimming with delight. With a sharp tug, she ripped the Metal Whip from Han Feng's back. Struck from behind, Han Feng dropped to one knee, struggling to keep her wounds from worsening. Clutching her chest, she turned and glared fiercely at Hua Jin, deep self-reproach surfacing in her still-cold eyes.
Damn it, I forgot about this woman!
The sudden developments had come one after another, causing everyone to forget Hua Jin, the original main character. Compared to her hatred for Hua Jin, Han Feng blamed herself even more at this moment.
She clearly knew what kind of person Hua Jin was, yet she had completely forgotten about her. With Hua Jin's personality, it would have been strange if she had not stabbed someone in the back at a time like this.
"Hua Jin! What are you doing?!"
The remaining Flower Sect Disciples all glared at Hua Jin in fury and cursed at her.
As the Personal Disciple of the former Sect Master Hua Yu, it would have been one thing if she did not help when the Flower Sect faced disaster, but she had actually stabbed them in the back?!
"You're so damn noisy! You useless trash!!!"
Hua Jin's face twisted viciously. With a piercing shriek, she lashed the Metal Whip again, severely injuring several Flower Sect Disciples in the blink of an eye. Everyone's expressions turned incomparably