C1716 Blood Refining Sect

"You're a dead man walking, nobody!"

Blood Sword Wu Jue's eyes blazed with murderous intent as he scanned the crowd. Noticing many onlookers watching with anticipation, he resolved that Xiao Ling had to be eliminated, no matter what.

Yet, this was the Competitive Pavilion, under the vigilant watch of the Bright Monarch Palace guards, so he dared not cause a scene here