A figure clad entirely in black tore apart one Lu Family disciple after another, regardless of their resistance, barehanded into shreds.
For the first time in his life, Yang Fan felt his scalp tingle at such a brutal way of killing.
What shocked him even more was seeing Lu Shaowen, leaning weakly against a hedge barely clinging to life, with Shi Qinghua and Lu Yunshuang lying on the ground unable to get up.
What was going on? And who was this monster?
Without asking anything, unable to bear the sight of so many lives unjustly taken, Yang Fan, whose wounds had not yet fully healed, let out a shout: "Stop!" Then, summoning all his life's strength, he executed the Nine Revolutions Seven Steps Kill, leaping into the air. With seven steps trodden in succession, he hurtled towards the black figure with irresistible might.
The black cape and the black cloak had turned a vivid red, adding a layer of dizzying and terrifying allure under the cold moonlight.
