"Vice Alliance Hierarch!"
Xie Wenmei wasn't alone; there were other geniuses from the Shadow Alliance around, although they hadn't shown themselves earlier.
Now seeing Xie Wenmei slain by Xiao Chen, they were instantly filled with rage and panic, losing their sanity.
"Xiao Chen, the Shadow Alliance will never let this go. Prepare to face our wrath!"
Leaving these harsh words, the three geniuses from the Shadow Alliance attempted to leave.
"If you had left quietly, I wouldn't bother with you. But you chose to stand out and court death!"
As the cold words fell, Xiao Chen casually swept the Zhan Yue Sword in his hand, a black sword pressure cut across thousands of miles.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The three geniuses turned into a rain of blood, leaving no trace behind.
"Fools, Xiao Chen even killed Xie Wenmei and wouldn't care about you three flies. No brains whatsoever!" someone scoffed from the shadows.
"This Xiao Chen suits my taste. I admire his style!"
