Chen Qiu, in particular, took the lead.
Even with one arm crippled, he was still a master.
Pan Miao wanted to stop him but was held back by Xiao Chen.
"No need, just watch."
Pan Miao was momentarily stunned as Chen Qiu's hand already grasped Xiao Chen's clothes.
However, at that moment, a flash of cold light swept by.
Chen Qiu's other arm dropped to the ground, blood flowing everywhere.
This was much worse than just a fracture.
Ghost Blade walked out from behind Xiao Chen.
He had remained silent, lurking in the shadows like a shadow, causing everyone to overlook him.
"Ah~~!"
A scream like a pig being slaughtered echoed again.
"My arm, my arm!"
Chen Qiu was almost dying from the pain.
One arm had been fractured by Pan Miao, and the other had been directly severed.
Everyone who witnessed this scene felt a chill run down their spines.
Even though the disciples of Bagua Sect were formidable, they lived in a secluded environment and rarely saw such battles.
