A hint of despair flashed in Li Xiuyuan’s eyes, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end there was only a muffled sound, and his head was separated from his body.
With Li Xiuyuan’s death, there was a commotion inside the mountain gate of the Holy Light Sect, and countless disciples in white robes rushed out and surrounded the three of them.
“Protect the sect!”
“Kill these evil heretics!”
The disciples roared, and the silver long sword in their hands burst out with golden light, forming a sea of golden swords that rushed towards the three of them.
Chen Ping looked at these blinded disciples, a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes, but it was soon replaced by coldness.
“Whoever stands in my way, die!”
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