"Run!" Liu Qingxuan roared.
Jia De had already turned to flee by the time he shouted.
Staying here meant certain death. None of them could possibly match Huang Xiao; only their Sect Master had that strength.
They planned to settle the score with Huang Xiao once their Sect Master returned.
Jia De had only fled a few dozen feet when he suddenly saw a figure blocking his path.
"You?" Jia De was startled to see Huo Lian, but he immediately recovered.
This man was not Huang Xiao. He refused to believe this fellow was stronger than him too.
Without hesitation, he clenched his left fist and punched forward.
He poured nearly all his internal power into it, making this blast of Fist Force tremendously powerful.
In Jia De's view, even though losing a hand had weakened him, he could at least drive this man back and then escape.
"Good." Jia De saw his Fist Force strike his opponent head-on. The man seemed unable to react.
But just then, Jia De suddenly screamed, "No!" He tried to dodge aside.
Unfortunately, a streak of saber light flashed before his eyes.
Jia De's head rolled to the ground. He had never imagined that Huo Lian would appear beside him almost instantaneously, and that his Fist Force had struck only an afterimage.
Jia De's death terrified Liu Qingxuan, who was still fleeing.
He cried out, "Huang Xiao, I'm a Grand Elder of the Soul-Reaping Sect! You dare kill me? Once the Sect Master returns, you're dead!"
"Threatening me?" As Huang Xiao spoke, he had already appeared a few steps behind Liu Qingxuan. "Unfortunately, we've already killed Jia De. What do you suggest we do? Having started, we can only see it through."
"No-no! I can plead for you! No!" Liu Qingxuan sprinted in terror.