Teng Hua, the captain of the guard, flickered and leaped in front of a person in a blink: "Choose the bandit or choose death?"
"I..." The person had already condensed Five Qi and Blood Power, but faced with Teng Hua, still felt suffocated and didn't know how to respond.
"Then it's death." A cold gleam flashed, and blood splattered.
Dead?!
The Teng Family Manor dares to kill in front of everyone?!
The crowd finally reacted.
"What about you, bandit or death?" Teng Hua approached another person.
"I... I... I choose the bandit." That person had just started condensing Qi and Blood Power, trembling all over with fear.
Teng Hua nodded coldly, then swept his eyes over the crowd again.
"Do you all understand how to choose now?" A blatant threat.
However, those who came here were all martial artists who had condensed Qi and Blood Power.
At this moment, these people were grouping in threes and twos, seemingly ready for a big fight.
