Chapter 49: I will handle it (1/2)

”Hmph, you shameless people from the Azure Sword Sect truly have no bound. We clearly found the treasure first yet you snatched it from us.” An old man wearing blue robes roared as he held his sword tightly.

”What kind of nonsense are you blabbering? The treasure was laying on the ground and we picked it up. I don't see your name labeled anywhere, Old Lang.” Another old man wearing red robes scoffed instantly.

”Talking logic to you is a waste of time. Face my sword, Old Jiang,” Old Lang shouted as he leaped forward and used his sword to hack him down.

Old Jiang sneered at this strike as he leaped to the side and dodge his strike before flicking his hand to throw some sand into his eyes.

Old Lang didn't expect a cheap trick like this as the sand got into his eye, blinding him temporarily.

'Heh, it's over,' Old Jiang smiled deviously as he prepared to use his sword to chop him into halves.

The Burning Sword Sect disciples saw their elder were about to get cut in halves, panicked as they rushed toward him to protect.

If their elder dies in this fight then it wasn't obvious that they'll be leaving their life here as well.

The Azure Sword Sect would not spare any witnesses because if word got out that they can kill a sect elder, the Burning Sword Sect would not swallow this grudge down their throat.

Vengeance was guaranteed if they ever heard this news so only a fool would let any witnesses run away.

As the Burning Sword disciples arrived in time to fend off the attack of Old Jiang briefly, another disciple hurried their movement to help Old Lang recover his vision.

Meanwhile, high above the altitude, Yang Wei watches the fight in silence while giving a sneak glance at Elder Jing occasionally.

'Elder Jing's aura is scary.' Yang Wei trembled in fear when he was in close proximity with Elder Jing that is currently oozing out a murderous aura.

It was so heavy that Yang Wei found it difficult to breathe in. Only now did he notice how lucky he was to never offend Elder Jing to this extent.

Fighting Elder Jing in this state is akin to asking for a death penalty where you won't even leave behind any ashes.

”Yang Wei, why are you shaking so much?” Elder Jing asked softly with a bright smile on her face.

”I-I'm shaking from excitement… Elder Jing,” Yang Wei replied with sweat running through his back.

Elder Jing held a menacing smile when she saw the two sects continued to fight intensely, causing more destruction and loud noises that irritated one's ear.

The screaming between Old Jiang and Old Lang was extremely annoying that Elder Jing had her fist clench tightly.

'Two old men that don't know how to live peacefully.' Elder Jing scoffed at them when she saw them continue to fight while the disciples continued to fall one after another.

Blood was flowing through the soils as half of the disciples from each sect were hacked into pieces with some being lucky that they still have one of their arms intact.