Fight among yourselves. There was no need to mind me.
The man looked at the crowd staring at him and gave an evil, charming smile.
"You!"
This act provoked even greater outrage. One person had even raised their weapon, ready to charge at the man.
"Everyone, are we really going to let this bastard humiliate us? Why not join forces and first destroy this brat who knows neither heaven nor earth!"
At those words, several experts were already itching to make a move.
"He is merely a junior of the Blood Sword Sect. Even if he is heaven-blessed and extraordinarily gifted, does he think he can defy the heavens today?"
Seeing the crowd stir, the brawny man who had first taken the lead was already confident.
"Mo Ruxue, ten years ago, your Blood Sword Sect destroyed my sect and left me as its sole survivor. Today is your road to death!"
"Return my beloved's life!"
One call drew a hundred responses. One could imagine just how much murderous karma the Blood Sword Sect had accumulated!
"So, this was all?"
The man lay sprawled in the war chariot, his brows raised frivolously, looking somewhat disappointed.
"You big shots! Why have you not come out yet?!"
He looked toward the heavens and let out a thunderous shout!
A sound wave emerged from the war chariot and swiftly blanketed a vast stretch of space.
"Bo Ruxue, you brought this upon yourself."
A deep voice answered from the heavens.
Before long, three figures emerged side by side.
They were all heaven-blessed geniuses.
Any one of them could have stirred the winds and clouds across this world.
Yet at this moment,
they had actually joined hands.
To deal with this Blood Sword Sect heir named Mo Ruxue.
It showed just how wary they were of