Opposite them, over a thousand disciples of the Blood Saber Sect and Seven Swords Sect gripped their weapons tightly.
They knew that when Feng Zhushi's left hand swung down, those two thousand martial cultivators, as fierce as wolves and tigers, would slaughter them! Without the support of Yan Yunfei or Yuan Butong, they had almost no chance of victory!
"Damn it! Following the Sect Leader out, I never planned to return alive! Killing one means we break even, killing two is a profit!" a disciple from the Blood Saber Sect suddenly roared.
Another disciple from the Seven Swords Sect also shouted, "Damn! Even if we die, we'll drag some down with us! Feng Family, Guo Family, Black Tiger Gang, you shameless scoundrels, come on!"
With the shouts of these two disciples, more disciples from the Seven Swords Sect and Blood Saber Sect suddenly felt a surge of heat in their hearts and began to roar as well.
