In the forest, Murong Yao stood proudly with her sword pointed at Situ Rong. On the other hand, there were a few icy cold corpses by her side. These corpses naturally belonged to those disciples of the Sword Sect.

She, Murong Yao, had never been a soft-hearted and hesitant person. In the past, she hadn’t made a move against Situ Rong out of consideration for the Sword Sect’s interests. But now that Situ Rong intended to kill her, she would naturally not stubbornly adhere to the idea of taking the Sword Sect’s interests into consideration. As for their relationship as fellow disciples, only a person that was utterly stupid would care about such a thing at a time like this!

At this moment, Situ Rong gazed at Murong Yao with a solemn expression. He’d never imagined that after just a few rounds of collisions, the disciples of the Sword Sect by his side would have perished beneath Murong Yao’s swift attacks. Moreover, these swift attacks of Murong Yao’s caused him to feel a trace of danger as well!

But no matter what, Murong Yao had to die!

When he thought up to here, the profound energy within Situ Rong’s...