Staring in horror at Luochen's right hand, where the Lingkong Sword gleamed brilliantly in his palm, He Feiyang still found it hard to believe. How had this young man cultivated to the point where he could grievously wound a Half-Step Heavenly Rank expert with a single strike?
With a bang, in the blink of an eye, his body burst apart completely. His flesh and blood were sliced into countless fragments, scattering across the ground and turning into a heap of minced meat.
"This!" Luochen panicked. His greatest trump card right now was Yanhans, that incredible powerhouse. Yet even he couldn't control the Soul-Locking Talisman. Were those two really going to be left to roam free?
On the surface, he only needed a million Fire Crows, but in truth, he had secretly taken five million long ago-a number far greater than what Master Yunxiao and the others knew, and a force all the more powerful for it.
"Bang, bang, bang..." Several clangs rang out. The Elders who had rushed at Bore with their blades all spat blood and were sent flying. The long knives in their hands were either snapped in two or knocked to the ground.
At Shangguan Yun's words, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Still blaming himself, he clenched his fists and punched the wall. With a bang, the whole building seemed to shudder.
"Don't worry about where we're going. If you trust me, come with me and don't resist." Qin Chuan couldn't explain everything in a sentence or two, and couldn't be bothered to try. He fixed his gaze on Lucifer and spoke.
When Qin Chuan turned to look, the person had already vanished. Behind him was nothing but the empty Cliff.
Brother Fire Crow sprang to his feet. A fierce wave of Ferocious