The Bronze Sword King felt that even the first time had not made him this nervous.
This meant he could be reborn once more!
He was too excited.
Qin Luo seized Mo Hanxing by the throat and immediately unfurled the Human Emperor Banner.
Only then did Mo Hanxing's fellow disciples realize that their senior brother had lost.
Yet unlike Yang Yan, they did not flee at the first opportunity.
Instead, they followed Lin Zhaofeng and charged at Qin Luo.
"Attack together! Save Senior Brother!" Lin Zhaofeng roared, rushing out first.
There were five of them in total. If Mo Hanxing and Yang Yan were included, they formed the Seven Gale Sons of the Profound Wind Realm.
Unfortunately, Mo Hanxing had been taken down right away, while that bastard Yang Yan had actually sneaked off on his own.
"The bond between fellow disciples really runs deep!" Qin Luo watched the people charging toward him. What else could he do?
He could only invite them into the Human Emperor Banner as guests!
The Human Emperor Banner spread open, enveloping every one of them in an instant.
Mo Hanxing had not entered voluntarily, but the others had done so half willingly—they had wanted to save him.
Noticing his junior brothers' actions, Mo Hanxing began screaming wildly. He knew he was finished, but he did not want his junior brothers to fall with him.
"Don't come over! Don't come over!"
But it was already too late for anything he said to matter. His junior brothers had entered the Human Emperor Banner.
They had become lambs awaiting the slaughter.
"Since you've come, then die." Qin Luo spoke calmly, and the Human Emperor Banner's powerful force crushed down viciously upon Lin Zhaofeng and the others.
Soul Shredding!
They did not have even the slightest chance to