Yan Jingchen! The Great Elder of the Five Poison Sect?!
Liu Lang's heart chilled. Looking at Yan Jingchen, who had arrived in the blink of an eye, he advanced instead of retreating. His right hand drew his Blade, his left hand threw the scabbard aside, and he gripped the hilt with both hands. The Blade's body reflected the moonlight—with a flash of brilliance, a streak of Blade light pierced the sky!
At the same time, Liu Lang did not forget to sternly warn, "Dabao, take them and retreat! If you run into danger, remember to use that!"
He knew very well that the Cultivation and Technique of the people behind him were absolutely no match for Yan Jingchen and the rest of the Five Poison Sect. Staying behind would only distract him and increase casualties in vain. Therefore, the best solution was for everyone to run for their lives; perhaps one or two could still survive.
