Old Cur, Don’t You Even Dare To Think About Messing With My Sword Heart

"Coward!"

Ding Yue looked at the other party with disdain.

The elder's face was gloomy, and he did not say anything in response.

"Nine Swords Mountain has really declined. They expelled a peerless genius and chased him out of the sect. Instead, they wholeheartedly nurtured a good-for-nothing piece of trash. How pathetic!"

Liu Pingfeng added insult to injury while also trying to curry favor with Ding Yue.

Over on Nine Swords Mountain's side, a woman had come over and helped Ying Jiankong up.

She looked at Ding Yue with hatred.

"Ding Yue, you've gone too far!"

"Get lost!"

Ding Yue cursed, "How have I gone too far? I've already shown mercy by not breaking your man's third leg."

"What are you looking at? I'm someone beyond your reach!"

The woman was extremely angry. "You!"

She helped Ying Jiankong up and returned to the Nine Swords Mountain's peak.