After Li Xian finished speaking, Jin Yue gave no reply.
He looked deeply at him, then glanced at Yan Dengfeng, who had invited him here, and then...
He cupped his hands toward his two colleagues and strode toward the Sword-Dueling Platform.
He did not say a word the entire time.
Because...
Things had come to this; any further words were meaningless.
"Old Jin means to kill. Someone has to die on the Sword-Dueling Platform this time."
"Not just Old Jin. If I were pushed this far, I'd have to kill someone too! A mere outer disciple, climbing right onto my head! Does he really think our positions in Xingtian Hall give him leverage over us? This humiliation must be repaid in blood!"
The two inner disciples spoke in low voices.
Regardless of right or wrong.
As members of Xingtian Hall, they naturally viewed the matter from Jin Yue's standpoint.
As for who had started making trouble out of nothing...
That did not matter.
Standing nearby, Yan Dengfeng naturally knew that they had probably offended Jin Yue as well this time.
He also shot Yan Yu a fierce glare.
He blamed her for causing him trouble.
Still...
Despite all the twists and turns, they were finally going to get the job done.
Li Xian actually dared to offend even an inner disciple of Xingtian Hall like Jin Yue. He was doomed!
At once, he waved his hand. "Follow them."
The outer sect of the Great Luo Immortal Sect forbade private fights, but not formal duels.
In the struggle for the Great Dao, there was only advance, no retreat.
Outer sect rankings, year-end assessments, minor tournaments every two years, major tournaments every five-which of them could escape combat to the death?
Thus, there was never any shortage of people fighting on