Heroism and Sadness

"Peak Master Zheng Fan!" A smile appeared on Duan Ling Tian’s face when he saw the middle aged man.

Subsequently, when his gaze shot at other places, it became icy cold and again.

Numerous Seven Star Sword Sect disciples had died at the hands of the disciples and elders of the Azure Forest Tri-Sect, and in a short moment, blood had already flown into a river atop Dubhe Peak.

"Kill!" A Seven Star Sword Sect outer court disciples that seemed to be around the age of 20 was directly killed as he roared.

Duan Ling Tian’s heart shook when he saw this scene.

Such a young life had come to its end just like this…

At this moment, Duan Ling Tian felt that life was so fragile.

If it was in the earth of his past, this Seven Star Sword Sect outer court disciple might only be a carefree university student, and would live peacefully every day.

But now, he hadn’t even had the chance to enjoy life when he’d already lost it.