After stabilizing himself, the Tranquil Heart Saint glared at Ling Han, and said, "Cut the nonsense out! Get back!"
What an absolute joke. He hadn't died yet, so did he need his disciple to step forward to block his enemy for him?
However, Ling Han smiled, and said, "He's nothing more than a no-name from some small unknown place. What does it matter if I face a single strike of his?"
'No-name?'
The disciples were all worked into a fervor upon hearing his words. 'Aren't you extremely arrogant? Well, we're even more arrogant!'
"Good on you, Senior Brother Ling!"
"Senior Brother Ling, I love you!"
The new disciples all shouted in excitement. They were young, and thus they were all hot-blooded and easily worked up. However, many of the senior disciples were also influenced by this atmosphere, and they also joined into the chorus of shouting disciples. Even if they were killed by Hu Yingmu one by one, they still couldn't back down and weakly submit.
