From when Xiao Zheng appeared, to the eradication of the Ancient Martial Alliance.
During this time, it took less than a minute.
Now, except for a half-dead Li Wu, everyone from the Ancient Martial Alliance who came to Feixian Mountain was slain by Xiao Zheng.
"Mr. Xiao..."
Titan and the others came to Xiao Zheng, their expressions a bit uneasy.
Xiao Zheng glanced at them, his eyes full of complexity.
After an unknown period, he shook his head and sighed, then spoke: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault for coming late. How are you all? Are your injuries serious?"
Upon hearing his words, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
As long as Xiao Zheng wasn't angry, the burden on their hearts could be completely lifted.
Titan raised his arm, sliced by a knife, and grinned, "It's just a little scratch, it'll heal by itself later, it's nothing serious."
The others were the same, chatting and laughing.
Seeing that their condition was not too bad, Xiao Zheng crouched beside Evil Eyes.
