The scarlet pavilion swayed and then collapsed completely, everyone on it exclaimed as they leaped out, the bricks and stones piling up, pressing Blade Madman completely underneath.
The fat elder laughed heartily:
"That's all there is to it."
He then looked at the martial artists of various sects around, saying:
"We two accepted a secret order, our identities must not be exposed. We hadn't intended to use this move, but since you've already seen our martial arts, we cannot let you live."
"Before Huangfu Tian returns, Grandpa here will show mercy and send you to meet your ancestors!"
After speaking, he laughed again, everyone was on guard, Ma Yihong glanced at the direction where Wang Anfeng was crushed, thinking of his sick master at home, he touched the jade pendant, seemed to make a decision suddenly, let go of the jade pendant, took a big step forward, and said loudly:
"When have we martial artists ever feared death?!"
"If death comes, so be it!"
