The mountain forest lay shrouded in night.
Blooms of blood burst forth one after another as fleeing Five Swords Sect disciples were wounded and fell, their movements restricted.
More than a dozen breaths later.
Jiang Ning stopped attacking and shook his head.
There are too many of them. With one person's strength, it really is difficult to catch them all in one net! he sighed inwardly.
Even with his intervention, quite a few Five Swords Sect disciples had escaped beyond his attack range. In particular, those disciples who had gotten up to see what was happening could easily flee out of the sect gates.
As for the rest, he could only see how effective the troops Feng Xiaoch en had deployed below would be at sealing the roads.
Then his gaze returned to the plaza.
Quite a few Five Swords Sect disciples had not chosen to scatter and flee. Instead, they voluntarily tangled with the people he had brought.
Though people were injured from time to time, they still fought back valiantly.
In this brief span of time, some of the men Jiang Ning had brought had already fallen bleeding, their fates unknown.
They truly are worthy of respect, Jiang Ning sighed inwardly.
At this point, he no longer intervened. He simply stood suspended in the air, quietly watching the events below.
As their superior, he had already helped enough.
Having set foot upon this road, they would face no shortage of killing in the future. He could not possibly remain at their sides at all times, shielding them and covering their advance.
In the end, the only one a person could rely on was themselves.
Sooner or later, these people would have to stand on their own.
Without experiencing great battles and accumulating sufficient combat experience, how could they