Su Mo hid in the distance. Hearing the words of the purple-clad youth Zhou Xin, he secretly praised him.
Faced with such a desperate situation and the temptation of the Heavenly Alliance, Zhou Xin had still refused without hesitation.
This man possessed excellent character. So long as he did not die young, he would surely achieve great things in the future.
"Zhou Xin, I saw that you were talented, so I kindly tried to persuade you. I never expected you to be so ungrateful!"
In the clearing, Yan Xing flew into a rage and laughed instead. With chilling killing intent, he said, "Join the Heavenly Alliance later through your own strength? Do you think you will even have a later?"
Zhou Xin's heart jolted, and he said darkly, "What? Are you truly going to kill me?"
"That's right. If you refuse to submit, you are our enemy. Our enemies have only one ending: death!"
Yan Xing looked arrogant and domineering as he ordered, "Kill him together."
At his words, everyone attacked. Palm seals, saber gleams, and Sword Qi of every color erupted at once, crushing toward Zhou Xin.
Faced with so many attacks, Zhou Xin's scalp went numb. He did not dare take them head-on and could only keep dodging.
But there were too many attacks, and Zhou Xin could not evade them all. Before long, he suffered several more blows, adding injury upon injury.
If nothing unexpected happened, Zhou Xin would soon fall here.
Even if Zhou Xin shouted for help now and called for the elders on the island, he might not be saved. Most likely, he would already be dead before the elders arrived.
Su Mo shook his head and decided to lend him a hand. This man had such fine character; it would be a pity