"Elder Yao, you must stand up for us!"
"Ye Qingchen has violently injured people. Not only did he hurt us all, but he also crippled Senior Brother Zhao!"
"Catch him quickly, don't let him escape!"
As the old man descended, the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect around him called out as if grasping at their last hope.
Elder Yao said nothing, his gaze swept grimly over the surroundings.
Upon seeing the sect's disciples with severed limbs and Zhao Tianyu utterly incapacitated, his anger surged straight out, and he glared intensely at Ye Qingchen.
If looks could kill, Ye Qingchen's bones would have disintegrated:
"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?"
Ye Qingchen remained calm, speaking lightly, "I heard, but why should I stop?"
"Audacious!"
"Impudent!"
"You dare be disrespectful in front of Elder Yao!"
As soon as Ye Qingchen spoke, the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect shouted fiercely.
Ye Qingchen glanced at them quietly and ignored them.
