C4667 Establishing Prestige

Yang Bo slashed out with his sword, and the scene turned solemn.

The cultivators of the Heavenly Eye Sect did not want to let this matter go so easily. Fang Ying stood out and stood in front of Yang Bo. "Even if Xu Mingyang said such words, you shouldn't have killed him!"

"The Heavenly Eye Sect is one of the seven sects and eight clans. It should have its own dignity