Blood splattered everywhere!
Qin Heng, the Golden Core Practitioner of the East Saint Sect, second only to the Sect Master in terms of combat prowess, died in silence.
"Master!"
Below, Zhao Feng's eyes were ice cold!
However, the series of attacks from outside the formation made it impossible for him to break away. He could only watch as the shattered corpse of Qin Heng was carelessly discarded by the Blood Bone Saint Venerable.
Just as the corpse was about to fall, a streak of sword-light suddenly soared from within it, shooting towards the deep mountain mist at an astonishing speed. In a blink, it seemed to carry a figure, heading in another direction at extreme speed!
The Blood Bone Saint Venerable turned to chase but his body started making a dreadful sound of bone friction. It seemed as though his bones had exhausted their strength and began to fall off one by one.
His true figure was revealed.
But his face was still obscured.
Boom!