Xue Futu watched intently as Blood Thorn tested the elder, to see if this elder was merely an ordinary man who happened by, or a hidden expert!
The speed of Blood Thorn's right hand was fast like lightning, in just an instant, his Dragon Claw Hand was merely ten centimeters from the elder's throat.
By now, a ferocious smile had spread across Blood Thorn's face, as he relished the splattering of fresh blood.
One warm life after another, lively individuals dying by his hand, those eyes filled with despair invigorated him.
Blood Thorn was sick in the head, mentally unhealthy, twisted.
But this wasn't a big deal in the Azure Vault Pavilion, or even within the Red Faction.
Because every member of the Red Faction was like that, driven to madness and excitement at the sight of blood.
Otherwise, why would they stay in the Red Faction?
The other members, upon seeing this scene, also revealed looks of excitement, licking their lips.