The flame was so ferocious it didn't distinguish between friend and foe, and he had no desire to get caught up in it.
After a moment of thought, Chu Kuangfeng turned, his piercing aura instantly locking onto another battle—the one where Monk Kongjian was being besieged by three men and was in mortal danger.
"Hmph!"
Chu Kuangfeng snorted coldly, his body transforming into a streak of blade light as he shot away.
At this moment, Monk Kongjian's situation was perilous and dire.
Although he was a master whose Cultivation had reached the late-stage Profound Mastery realm, facing the combined assault of Lu Qingsong, Sect Leader of the Iron Sword Sect; Li Qianzhou, a commander of the Military Preparation Army; and Wangqingshan, Patriarch of the Wang Family—three genuine peak mid-stage Profound Mastery experts—he was already on the ropes, his monk robes stained with blood and his aura in disarray.
Chu Kuangfeng's arrival was the final straw that broke the camel's back.
