"Isaac, Carol, your strength is greater than mine. If you can leave, go now. Don't worry about me. You must ensure our master avenges me!"
Feeling Jing Yidao's killing aura approaching, Abraham whispered to Isaac and Carol.
"Abraham, if we die, we die together. Let's fight these old China monsters!" Isaac gritted his teeth.
Of course, they wouldn't continue to endure humiliation and live in hiding. They had just chosen to submit to Jiang Feng; were they now to become deserters? No matter what, they'd die in battle!
"Hahaha, none of you will escape today. I, Jing Yidao, have mastered my sword skills for years, yet I've never slain a foreign martial artist. Today, I'll indulge myself!"
Jing Yidao laughed wildly, and suddenly his figure approached like a gust of wind, raising his sword and cutting down with vigorous force once again!
This strike seemed to lock a space, turning the winds and clouds, evacuating the air, and crushing everything!
