Ferocious

Pfft!

Ke Liangde spat out a mouthful of blood. Surrounded and attacked by two Aperture Refining Realm warriors of the same rank, each of whom possessed combat power no weaker than his own—and one of them far stronger than him—how could he possibly win?

At this moment, Ke Liangde was entirely on the defensive, striving to stall for a little more time while making the commotion as great as possible. He hoped other martial artists would hear what was happening here and come take a look.

If he could even hold on until Liao Hanqin appeared, then this crisis would be resolved.

Unfortunately, Ke Liangde did not know that this place had already been shrouded by a breath-concealing formation. Unless something unusual happened, neither the sounds nor the fluctuations here could travel outside.

Without making sufficient preparations, how could Wu Yongzhao have decided to surround and kill four people? The Divine Flame Sect did not hold the advantage in numbers within the secret realm, so naturally, they would only truly act after ensuring everything was foolproof.

As long as they killed Zhu Zixiang and Ke Liangde of the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect, the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect would have fewer people than them. Their advantage and initiative would undoubtedly increase greatly.

As for the two from the Yuan Chen Sword Sect, they could only blame their bad luck for following alongside the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect. Letting them go was impossible. If word leaked out, how could they continue finding opportunities to surround and kill members of the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect afterward?

Zhu Zixiang's face grew increasingly pale. Blood had long since thoroughly dyed the clothes over his chest red, and the despair in his eyes was nearly overflowing.

A while had clearly passed, yet the surroundings remained just