Whoosh!
Ahhhh!
Amid the chaos, a terrifying sword strike came out of nowhere and cut two Radiant Sect disciples apart.
What was that?
Every Dust Valley Sect disciple was stunned, looking at the dead Radiant disciples in shock.
They turned their heads and looked in the direction where the attack came from.
Behold, they saw Mo Jian holding a long emerald sword, his face marred with urgency.
"What!" Mo Jian snapped.
"D-Did… you…" Jing Weng stuttered; her face filled with disbelief.
"What do you think?" He clicked his tongue and disappeared from his spot at breathtaking speed.
"Heavenly Thunder Slash."
A roar of thunder echoed from his sword, killing everyone in his path. With the addition of Mo Jian, the Dust Valley Sect's pressure reduced greatly.
Bang!
His sword cut through the neck of the Radiant Sect disciple, and he turned to look at his fellow disciples.
"We need to move. Now!"
