"Spare him?" Ling Tianya's brow furrowed tightly. He was not afraid of Zhuge Zheng, but Zhuge Zheng was, after all, the Taixuan Sect's First Deputy Sect Master. His strength far surpassed that of the other deputy sect masters, and his cultivation was second only to Wu Longfeng's. If such a man set his mind on revenge, the danger could not be underestimated.
"Grandfather, the situation in the world has changed. The Taixuan Sect is no longer what it once was," Huang Xiao said.
Hearing Huang Xiao say this, Ling Tianya was startled. He had nearly forgotten that his grandson was now in the Half-Step Martial Realm. Who knew how much potential he still had? When the time came, why would he care about the Taixuan Sect?
"Good. Then let's kill Wu Longfeng first. He must die!" Ling Tianya said with a nod.
Old Sun did not stop them from killing Wu Longfeng. Too many people in the Jianghu had died indirectly because of him, so Wu Longfeng more than deserved death.
"You want to kill me?" Wu Longfeng could not help sneering when he heard what they had decided to do with him.
But that sneer brought on several dry coughs, and his chest heaved ceaselessly. His injuries were clearly far too severe.
"As if killing you would be difficult!" Seeing Wu Longfeng in this state filled Tong Jiuyang with immense satisfaction.
To think how insufferably arrogant Wu Longfeng had once been. Now that he had fallen so low, how could Tong Jiuyang vent the hatred in his heart without humiliating him first?
"I never thought anything of any of you. Except you, boy. Oh, and that Daoist. I truly never imagined this world held people like you. At this point, I have nothing more to say. The victor becomes