"Get lost!"
Before he could finish speaking, the captain of the guards merely glanced at him and spoke indifferently, showing no regard whatsoever for this spoiled young master.
"What did you say?"
Jin Buhuan's face darkened with anger.
The Jinsha Sect was powerful, and he had always been accustomed to acting arrogantly. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
Jin Buhuan was instantly enraged. Reckless and filled with the arrogance of a spoiled young master, he raised his right hand, sending a golden flying sword shooting forth to slash viciously at his opponent.
"Young Master, don't!"
The guard beside him paled. He clearly had not expected the young master to attack at such a time, and it was already too late to stop him.
Courting death!
A cold, vicious gleam flashed through the captain's eyes. He neither dodged nor evaded the flying sword, instead blocking it head-on.
"Bang..."
He raised his right hand. Amid the clang of metal striking metal, he blocked the flying sword with his left arm. The next moment, he pointed into the air with his right hand.
Whoosh!
A streak of light flashed, effortlessly piercing through Jin Buhuan's lower abdomen.
"Young Master!"
The two elders of the Jinsha Sect were both shocked and furious. What enraged them even more was that the guard captain raised his right hand, revealing a flickering five-colored soul. There was no need to guess—it was Jin Buhuan's soul.
"Give our young master back."
Seeing this, the two did not dare to act rashly. The other people who had been stirring things up were also stunned. They had never expected him to kill without hesitation over a mere disagreement.
"Jinsha Sect—if I remember correctly, your sect master is a late Core Formation cultivator. If I'm not mistaken, he should be this brat's