Lu Weicai never expected, he kindly gave this fellow a way to live, yet the other party did not seize the opportunity!
Madness! Utter arrogance to the extreme!
It's a wonder how such a person has survived in the Secret Realms until now!
He then grandly waved his hand and instructed the multitude of Dark Poison Sect experts behind him: "Everyone, act together, chop off the limbs of that so-called 'Ghost Face' and present him as a gift to Ren Feicheng of the Wuji Sect!"
"Yes, Sect Hierarch!"
The next second, countless experts from the Dark Poison Sect surged towards Ren Feifan, their longswords brimming with numerous Sword Intents!
Moreover, each longsword was flowing with strands of rolling dark aura, clearly indicating the swords were poisoned.
As these people approached within ten meters of Ren Feifan, he calmly placed the sword on Lin Zhen's chest before him and coldly said: "Anyone who dares to take one more step forward, this guy dies! His life is in your hands!"
