"After trekking for days, all for the sake of dying?"
Jiang Li's expression turned grim. He initially thought that the envoy from the Martial Alliance would come to mediate the vendetta between him and Wei Fan, but the envoy had been blown apart by Wei Fan's arrow, leaving no trace.
The Extreme Martial Sect must still face Wei Fan's assault.
Wei Fan retrieved the Dragon Horn Arrow he fired and bent his bow again, aiming at Jiang Li within the array.
Jiang Li gritted his teeth, "You've forced my hand!"
Even after Wei Fan slaughtered Li Gui Ping from the Beidou Sword Sect, Jiang Li realized Wei Fan was dead set on exterminating the Extreme Martial Sect, leaving no room for negotiation. Unless he disbanded the Extreme Martial Sect, only one of them could survive.
He unfurled the Big Banner in his hands, countless saber shadows materializing, slashing towards Wei Fan like a torrent!
Boom!
