"Ah, you're back, fellow junior sisters. Come, I left them alive for you."
Li Feng already felt something loosen in his chest after venting his discomfort on these demonic disciples.
And if he could score a few points of goodwill with these… fellow beautiful junior sisters, then why not?
That was exactly why he kept the remaining enemies barely alive.
Now, after that discomfort finally dissipated… his desire slowly rose.
Hearing his words, Ning Jianli and her junior sisters snapped back to reality.
Burning hatred flashed through their eyes.
Slowly, they gripped their swords and walked step by step toward the fallen demonic disciples.
Soon—
Screams erupted.
Groans twisted into shrill, desperate wails.
Bones cracked and blood splash.
Gruesome sights and sounds filled the camp.
Seeing such fierceness, Li Feng blinked a few times.
He hadn't expected the "delicate fairies" of the Heavenly Sword Sect to be so… thorough and so intense…
Just then—
