"Insolence!"
Behind the Penglai Island's array, the Thousand Sword Daoist was bellowing in rage and charged toward Jiang He murderously. However, he was unable fly out of the array, the Penglai Sect Island's array sparkling with dazzling radiance as it blocked him.
The Hermit of Forgotten Love then emerged behind him, smiling. "Thousand Swords, since the brat Jiang He himself has come before the gates of the Penglai Sect to issue a challenge, it is only natural that we be the ones who handle him. You have not been here for more than a thousand years, I believe? Just you wait—we'll slaughter that rogue, let's have a stroll around my sect."
Taking on stride forward, the Hermit of Forgotten Love stepped out of the Penglai Sect array. If Jiang He did not carry an immortal item, it did not matter who killed him.
But now that he was holding one in his hand, it had to be the Penglai Sect!
In that instant, he was actually feeling a little thrilled.