C1159 Hunting for Favors!

"Ah..."

Following a brief silence, Yang Feng and the other elite disciples unleashed piercing screams.

In a mad dash, they fled, desperately wiping the blood from their faces as they went.

"Thud..."

A soft sound marked the Third Elder's body hitting the ground.

His face was frozen in terror, a gaping wound in his chest spewing blood.

His spine was shattered