"Kill!"
Fann Jie, disguised amongst the Five Poison Sect disciples, clutched his long saber, ducked low, and suddenly charged out from the crowd.
'Why would the Bright Void Sect choose to suddenly attack the Five Poison Sect now? I'm not going to die here, am I?'
'No!'
'I can't die!'
'I, Fann Jie, still have a great future ahead of me!'
As these thoughts raced through his mind, the Black Saber in his hand flashed, slitting the throats of two Outer Sect Disciples from the Celestial Sword Lineage.
SPURT!
Fresh blood splattered.
Fann Jie didn't slow down, not even bothering to pick up the Qiankun Bags from the corpses. He transformed into a Black Wind and charged ahead.
There was still one person not far away!
He had to kill them all, or he'd never escape the Bright Void Sect's pursuit!
In a single flicker, he covered several dozen feet, and the figure seated cross-legged on a mountain rock came into view.
White robes with gold thread.
