"A gentleman uses his mouth, not his fists!"
When Qin Zheng's gaze shifted, looking towards the scholar clad in blue.
He saw the other party suddenly let out a loud shout.
Instantly transforming into a streak of azure light, he dashed towards the direction outside Qingxiao Mountain in a flash.
His speed was so fast, it was no slower than the black light from before.
Qin Zheng did not pursue but turned to look behind him.
The woman who had been smashed into the mountain was now back in mid-air with the support of another Martial Saint from the Wenxian Sect.
Qin Zheng's slender fingers lightly waved, entwined with strands of chaotic intent.
"Stop!"
Sensing Qin Zheng's murderous intent, the woman spoke up first.
Then, with a slight furrow of her brows, she continued, "I come from the Qingxiao Sect of Wanxiang Mountain. I can overlook the crimes you've committed, but this Seal Method..."
Whoosh!
Qin Zheng's figure arrived in an instant.