"Stop wasting words, just capture this old monster directly."
"Once the Ancestor conducts soul-searching, the whereabouts of the murderer of my son will be known..."
Zheng Tianhe snorted coldly and was the first to attack the Changchun Sect's array.
With a swing of his arm, a flying sword shot out from the sword box at his waist.
The True Essence of the Nascent Soul Late Period attached to the flying sword, heading straight for the sect protection array of Changchun Sect.
If this sword strikes, even if the protection array isn't destroyed, it will be heavily damaged.
True Man Changchun saw this, his expression unchanged, and still kept his eyes firmly on Blood Pupil Ancestor.
Meanwhile, Wang Changchun, the Sect Leader, spoke.
"All disciples of Changchun Sect, form the array!"
After saying this, over a hundred disciples with magical treasures took their positions according to the battle array.
