The Lightning Marten, heavy as a weight, tipped the scales of victory instantly in Huaxia Sect's favor with its sudden appearance.
This was something no one had anticipated before.
Disciples of the Huaxia Sect, their morale dramatically uplifted in this dire situation, went all out in pursuit of the fleeing Martial Artists of Lieyang Sect, swearing to avenge their fallen comrades.
The Martial Artists of Lieyang Sect, on the other hand, were like dogs that had lost their homes, completely disheartened and desperately fleeing, each wishing they could grow extra legs.
"How dare they treat our Huaxia Sect so lightly? To come and go as they please?"
Tang Wenrou watched the scattering Lieyang Sect Martial Artists with a frosty expression and eyes filled with chill. Her angry shout was followed by a twist of her delicate body, as she set off with a group of Huaxia Sect disciples to pursue the enemy.
