Unlike the others, Zhao Hai did not panic at all even though he was being locked on by the aura. He looked at the man from the severe sword sect and smiled."I am Zhao Hai, an official disciple of the blood drop Island from the blood slaughter sect. I pay my respects to senior from the sharp sword sect. Senior, you don't have to worry. I am just an official disciple. If you want to kill me, just do it. I'm afraid senior will regret it!"
When the cultivator from the severe sword sect heard that Zhao Hai had revealed his identity, he could not help but frown slightly. He had not expected Zhao Hai to be an official disciple. Official disciples sounded nice, but they were far inferior to true disciples. When did the bloody killing sect become so rich that even an official disciple had a large-scale magic weapon that could be used to attack and defend?
