The two young men suddenly halted in midair, then drifted slowly downward.
Four figures rose to meet them in the air—four young men.
Mo Qing frowned.
Fu Zheng also knitted her brows and asked softly, "Their fellow disciples?"
Mo Qing nodded. "This is a little troublesome."
She had not expected matters to become so troublesome. These four young men who had arrived were all experts of the Lihuo Fist Sect.
The Lihuo Fist Sect's disciples shared one conspicuous trait: fiery tempers.
Zhou Tianyue was vicious by nature and still hot-tempered, let alone the others.
Before one wave had settled, another had risen. They would certainly come back for revenge.
Fu Zheng snorted. "The Lihuo Fist Sect knows what he did, and they'll still shield their own?"
"They definitely will." Mo Qing nodded lightly.
Fu Zheng curled her lip.
Mo Qing said softly, "The Lihuo Fist Sect does not reason with people. They help their own, not what is right."
Fu Zheng snorted. "And they call themselves one of the Four Great Sects!"
"The Four Great Sects are not great because they reason with others, but because of their strength." Mo Qing said softly, "If we cannot defeat them, we run!"
"I'd like to see what they're capable of!" Fu Zheng snorted.
After practicing the Abyssal Fall Sword Art, she was brimming with confidence and did not feel they needed to flee.
Mo Qing said softly, "Their cultivation is not weak either. That Zhou Tianchuan is Zhou Tianyue's elder brother, and he is also a Venerable."
"Blood brothers? Both brothers are Venerables?"
"Yes."
"That is rather rare." Fu Zheng said softly.
Zhou Tianyue spoke a few words to the four men, and they immediately raised their heads to look over, their gazes like lightning.
Then they drifted over, floating through the