"Junxian, you go." Nong Yongrui suddenly spoke.
What!
Upon hearing this, the disciples of the White Cloud Sect were all stunned, first disbelieving, then overtaken by intense anger.
This is too much!
Is there no conscience left?
Utterly shameless.
Yue Junxian nodded, he had joined the sect too recently to feel much loyalty to the White Cloud Sect, and in the past few years, it had been Nong Yongrui who had guided his cultivation. Now that Nong Yongrui had joined the Kuangsha Sect, Yue naturally considered himself part of the Kuangsha Sect.
Thus, he felt no guilt.
He walked out with large strides, facing Shi Hao.
"Kill him!" Lu Ying said in a deep voice, seething with killing intent.
Shi Hao had already killed three people from the Kuangsha Sect. Naturally, there was great hatred.
"Junxian, perform well," instructed Nong Yongrui.
"Yes," Yue Junxian nodded.
Boom, flames ignited in his left hand, while frost wrapped around his right.