"With a great threat looming, instead of thinking of resistance, you take advantage of the chaos to commit robbery... you truly deserve to die!"
A glint of coldness flashed in her eyes as Luo Qingxuan surveyed the crowd with utter disgust in her gaze.
Though she arrived late, as she hovered in the air just moments ago, Luo Qingxuan had already overheard these people's conversation. If she hadn't repeatedly suppressed her anger, that sword strike just now wouldn't simply have carved a trench in the ground but would have slain all these people directly.
With Luo Qingxuan's strength, killing this ragtag crowd was indeed not a difficult matter.
"Saintess Luo, Young Master Wang!"
As Sun Yujie approached them, tears almost welled up in her eyes.
Many disciples of the Medicine King Valley behind her crumbled to the ground, unable to stop their tears.
