Chapter 388 Rescue_1

If Lin Tianming joined the battle once again, it would turn into a one-sided slaughter.

Understanding this, every disciple of the Golden Sword Sect felt endangered, wanting to flee the place but without orders from Chen Jianbin, they dared not run away on their own.

However, Lin Tianming couldn't care less about the life or death of the Golden Sword Sect.

Since they had fallen out anyway, he might as well kill as many as possible. The more roundly he defeated his foes, the more protection the Lin Family could obtain from larger sects, and the better positioned they would be in the face of the Golden Sword Sect's retaliation.

Realizing these things, Lin Tianming charged into the fray like a man possessed.

At that moment, he was like a ghost, his spectral figure darting freely among the crowd.

Wherever he set his sights, the cultivators he targeted would be caught in a pincer attack.