"Are you from the Hundred Herbs Sect?"
Even if Elder He was as dumb as a rock, he had now finally understood what was happening.
Turns out Ding Fan wasn't part of the Earth Dragon Sect at all, and here he had been, foolishly playing along, respectfully addressing him as "sir."
"Yes..."
As Ding Fan finished speaking, he swiftly swept his Nine Profound Iron sword.
A Sword Beam swept across; before Elder He could even grasp what was happening, he was cleaved into two halves.
In an instant, blood and entrails flowed all over the ground.
Ding Fan didn't spare the other lackeys of Elder He either. Now was not the time for mercy. Down here in the mines, if it was discovered someone had infiltrated and the exits were sealed, even with his great abilities, he would be trapped and would die here.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...
Three consecutive strikes from Ding Fan's sword, and those three men were swiftly slain by him.
