Lu Chengfeng climbed along the cliff face. Unlike Zhu Yuxian and Li Tingfeng's pinnacle Lightweight Technique and Martial Arts, he could only use hands and feet, borrowing force as he went.
Suddenly, he heard Zhou Tong's angry roar.
"Come on, keep going, kill!"
"Those who offend my Yuncang must be killed. No death, no rest!"
"No death... no... rest..."
He frowned, slightly turned his body, and grabbed a protruding rock on the cliff, looking downward.
He saw Zhou Tong standing alone against many, silencing the disciples of the Three Great Sects, leaving them motionless.
Thud!
Seeing a cold gleam flash fiercely into Zhou Tong's chest, Lu Chengfeng's face turned somewhat unsightly, his eyes flickering with numerous thoughts.
"He's my enemy, his death is just right, saving me from acting personally, which would only sow discord with my master, considering the years of mentorship between them, how could there not be feelings?"
