Yan Jingchen!
The Great Elder of the Five Poisons Sect?!
Liu Lang tensed. Watching Yan Jingchen arrive in the blink of an eye, he advanced rather than retreated.
His right hand drew his saber, his left flung away the scabbard, and both hands clenched tight.
The blade caught the moonlight—
Light flashed as a streak of saber radiance tore through the air!
At the same time, Liu Lang did not forget to warn them in a grave voice, "Dabao, take them and retreat!"
"If you run into danger, remember to use that!"
He knew full well the Cultivation Bases and techniques of those behind him. They were absolutely no match for Yan Jingchen and the Five Poisons Sect.
Staying behind would only distract him and needlessly increase the casualties.
Thus, the best course was for everyone to flee for their lives separately. Perhaps one or two of them might survive.
Hearing this, Zhang Dabao told him to be careful, then hastily tossed aside the bamboo tube, turned, and ran.
Jin Peng and the others did the same.
A man's name was like a tree's shadow.
Though most of them had never heard Yan Jingchen's name, they were no strangers to the Five Poisons Sect.
They knew it was an Unorthodox Path that had plagued Shuzhou for decades.
Most of these Tianshan Sect disciples were only in the Lower Three Ranks, with only a dozen or so, including Jin Peng, in the Middle Three Grades.
Moreover, their sword Dao realms were too low. Sword Dao at the entry level or minor accomplishment posed no threat at all to Yan Jingchen and the others.
Not to mention that the Five Poisons Sect was truly vicious. Their cultivation techniques and skills were so, as were the poisons and venomous insects they carried with