"You old bastard!"
Hearing the response from the Punishment Hall Elder, Daoist Shan Xu was so furious that his beard started trembling.
The Huashan Sect's higher-ups, are they all such heartless beings, not even caring about their disciples?
Although he was complaining inwardly, Daoist Shan Xu dared not stop, accelerating his escape.
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
From the horizon, two streaks of light approached — they were Lei Dingtian and Kong Denghui.
"Senior Brother! That's the old ghost Shan Xu!"
Anger flashed in Kong Denghui's eyes. In the past, he had suffered at the hands of Daoist Shan Xu, and the two had an old grudge.
However, when his gaze fell upon Qin Hao, who was in the hands of Daoist Shan Xu, he became surprised.
How did this little runt end up in Daoist Shan Xu's hands?
Lei Dingtian's face showed no expression as he shouted, "Do it!"
The opportunity to catch an old enemy isolated was a rare one; Lei Dingtian certainly didn't want to miss it.
