"Our Golden Saber Sect is willing to become a vassal of the Flame Tiger!!"
The Golden Saber Master shouted loudly, and one could see the Flying Eagle Master's face turning pale, his robes stained with blood, and his breath suddenly weakening.
The Whale Flow Master and others' expressions changed slightly, completely unprepared for the fact that he would defect so quickly.
Other observing martial arts sects were all shocked, immediately followed by disdainful discussions.
However, the Golden Saber Master drew his golden saber as if unaware, feigning respect while standing in place.
Compared to one's life, so-called dignity is nothing.
As long as he could continue to live, whether it was the Flying Dragon leading or the Flame Tiger reigning supreme, it had little to do with him.
Thud!
Suddenly, one could see the Flying Eagle Master falling into the river bottom.
Chen Feng looked on indifferently, only asking one question.
