The arrogance of the Purple Cloud Sect people was thoroughly crushed this time.
Mo Liancheng sneered indifferently, "If anyone is unhappy, come up."
For a while, no one dared to make a move.
Qu Tan'er, however, was in a playful mood, "Come up, come up, we just started fighting, let's all settle our private vendettas." She waved the Silence Annihilation Whip, whipping it a few times near the feet of a few people, scaring several young men into retreating repeatedly.
Private vendetta resolution.
The people of the Purple Cloud Sect didn't dare to speak; it seemed like the other side knew their weaknesses well. Their lives seemed to be in the hands of others. If the two wanted to make trouble now, leaving none of them alive, no one could escape.
Mo Liancheng chewed coldly, "If you don't want to fight, then scram."
The middle-aged man who was still alive hurriedly left with his people.
Before leaving, they naturally took the corpse with them.
