"Didn't Fellow Daoist Wang hear Zongbao say so? Qin Jian was seriously wounded as well. He must have fled back in a panic to heal his injuries, with no time to worry about the remains of the two fellow Daoists," Gao Wei said coldly before Li Zongbao could speak.
"Why do I feel like I don't believe this?" Wang Ye cocked his head and looked at the others. "What about you?"
"Hehe, whether Martial Nephew Zongbao is right or wrong, there will sooner or later be battle reports from Flowing Ice Valley to compare against!" Dexun said with a smile. "As the number one under Golden Core among us Dao Sect cultivators, I am still willing to believe Martial Nephew Zongbao's words!"
But Li Zongbao said coldly, "This disciple does not need Uncle-Master Wang to believe me, because Xiao Hua, Xiao Mao, and I have already joined forces and killed Qin Jian!"
Hiss! The entire hall drew sharp breaths in astonishment. Then disbelief flashed through everyone's eyes. Qin Jian had managed to assassinate two Golden Core cultivators. Though Spirit Binding Juice had played a part, he had still possessed the strength of an Illusion Sword Rank Three cultivator! Even if Qin Jian had been gravely injured, he was absolutely not someone Li Zongbao, Xiao Hua, and Xiao Mao could handle!
Besides, even if Qin Jian had no Illusion Sword disciples under him, did he not have Bright Sword disciples? Could Qin Jian himself not flee?
"Zongbao, do you have any proof?" Unlike the others, Heng Ming knew that his disciple would not falsely claim military merit out of thin air. Suppressing his wild joy, he asked in a low voice.
"Of course I do!" Li Zongbao said, taking out another storage bag and handing it to Heng Ming. "Qin Jian's