Suddenly, everyone felt like pausing when they saw the scene. The Golden Sword Sect disciples were stunned to see Jin Taixu standing far, with blood dripping from his mouth.
" Yo-You! You are at Houtian Realm?"
" Eh? I don't know, actually." Jun Wudao expressed his nonchalance. " I think I am still in the Grandmaster Realm."
" Impossible! You should be long crippled, Old man!" Jin Taixu roared.
" Oh? Should I?" Jun Wudao grinned as he licked his lips. Despite his smile, his eyes filled with a cold, murderous fury.
" Bastard! Don't you think you can save the Jun Family today!"
Jun Wudao poked his ear with his pinkie, as if totally uninterested in hearing Jin Taixu's threats.
" You should rather think if your Golden Sword Sect disciples are returning home today."
Before Jin Taixu could do anything, Jun Wudao's body blurred.
*WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!*
