"Let's attack with everything we've got and kill this old turtle!"
Urged by Ximen Kuang for the second time, Lei Rukang was puzzled, but true killing intent had already risen within him toward Fan Shanhui.
After all, Ximen Kuang had already slain Pei Zihao.
Even if he wanted to spare Fan Shanhui, so long as he did not make it too obvious, Fan Shanhui would never learn of it in such circumstances.
But if he did anything at all, he would have to turn against the others.
He already knew what he needed to do.
He swung his saber with all his strength, erupting with his full power.
"That's more like it! Chasing Star Saber!"
"Sky-Supporting Strike!"
All of them had been driven into a corner by Qin Shaofeng.
Though they all understood that killing Fan Shanhui would bring endless trouble, they had no time to think about it now.
Otherwise, once Yan Tianming arrived, everything would be over.
Fan Shanhui was greatly startled and hurriedly shouted, "Have you bastards truly made up your minds? You should know that if this old man dies here today, my Vice Sect Master will surely regard you as mortal enemies. By then, there will be no room left for reconciliation!"
He also activated the Black Tortoise Armor martial skill with all his strength.
He displayed the most peak defensive power of his life.
The Vice Sect Master was about to arrive.
But could he really keep holding on?
Especially when he looked again at Qin Shaofeng, who remained standing not far away as though ready to stab him in the back at any moment, the hatred in his heart surged to the heavens.
When he had first arrived, why had he not simply struck and killed him?
He had come to kill people