Chapter 111:
Qiao Mu is an immortal time traveler, so he doesn’t have any fear of emperors, Martial Saints, or even so-called gods.
When his words reached the ears of everyone in the hall, they were more shocking than the lightning that just killed the Martial Saint.
Even the Wuji Association assassins, who see inhuman as their enemy, felt an inexplicable shock in their hearts.
"Another crazy one," Taoist Chiyang thought as he watched martial artist Qiao Mu angrily smashing the statue.
The Martial Saint is dead, the situation is settled.
The few surviving assassins were barely hanging on under the siege of cultivators.
They themselves didn’t even know what they were fighting for anymore, feeling lost and only driven by their instinct to survive.
Just like the spiritual refining assassin who tried to assassinate but was crushed by the wind shield next to Emperor Yonghe.
No matter how angry and accusing the mortals are, so what?