C468 Personal Disciple!

Boundless Sect, in the plaza.

Zhang Xian's body, which was sitting cross-legged, suddenly tilted, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale and without any color, and his brows were filled with anger. He opened his eyes, and a killing intent flashed across his eyes. Then, he quickly wiped the blood from his mouth. Just as he stood up, he heard the discussions of the crowd