Master Rong's body stiffened, leaving him with no strength to fight back.
Long Yi raised his sword, intending to use the fourth strike to directly gouge out his heart. Just then, something unexpected happened.
The entire Conference Hall suddenly shook, as if it were an earthquake. Long Yi's body swayed, and behind the wooden wall, Xiao Hen and Gu Jiao's chairs toppled forward.
Gu Jiao gritted her teeth, overcoming the weakness in her body, and grabbed Xiao Hen.
The two of them rolled on the ground twice before coming to a stop.
The black-robed man lost his balance and crashed into the wooden wall behind him.
The wooden wall collapsed, and he tumbled onto the Conference Hall's floor.
He glanced at Master Rong, who lay in a pool of blood, his expression changed, and he quickly took him and left.
The tremors continued.
Long Yi saw Xiao Hen and Gu Jiao at the back of the Conference Hall and leaped toward them.
Two people, he couldn't wield his sword.
