Survival!

Apparently, Wu Huitian was scared. He sensitively noticed Cold Moon Palace's killing intent. He was afraid Yue Changtian would eventually make a tough decision. Yun Xiran might be fine. He didn't kill the disciples after all. However, Wu Huitian was definitely going to be aimed!

"You can't leave!" A sword light shined again. Zhan Yunfei stopped him like a spear standing on the way. His eyes were sharp like his sword. He said, "You killed so many people of our sect. Now you want to leave after saying some f*cking useless words? Not so easy! Compensation? What do you think you can give to make up for Ye… for the dozens of elites' lives?"

The point of Zhan Yunfei's sword was shaking. It kept making a harsh sound. A mass of energy gathered at the point of the sword, shining cold with lights.

Apparently, Zhan Yunfei was ready to risk his life in this fight.