Yin Hua had not expected this scene, and neither had Huang Xiao.
He had just been preparing to kill the two men, but it seemed he had overestimated the bond between these fellow disciples.
The two had actually abandoned Yin Hua completely and fled on their own.
At the sight, fury surged straight to Yin Hua's head. He coughed up mouthfuls of blood in his rage. He had already been gravely wounded, and this fit of agitation almost cost him his life.
"Shameless..." Yin Hua squeezed out the word, but who would pay him any heed?
His two junior brothers were only nominally so; they had not studied under the same master.
Within the Taixuan Sect, these elders naturally belonged to many different factions. His relationship with his two junior brothers could not be called poor, but it certainly had not reached the point where they would disregard life and death for one another.
Seeing Yin Hua wounded by Huang Xiao in a single exchange, and knowing that Huang Xiao had already killed quite a few elders of their Taixuan Sect, how could the two have any desire to stay and fight him?
Had Yin Hua remained uninjured, joining forces with him might have given the two the courage to fight Huang Xiao. But now that Yin Hua was finished, how could they possibly put themselves in danger?
"It seems your two junior brothers know which way the wind blows. Having junior brothers like that really is your misfortune. Hahaha!" Huang Xiao laughed. "But they won't escape either!"
Huang Xiao kicked Yin Hua in the dantian, sending his entire body flying straight toward Li Wujing.
"No!!" Yin Hua let out a piercing scream that all but shook the heavens, countless times more agonized than his previous cry.
With a thud,