The disciples of Misty Sect showed no fear.
Even if it meant fighting until the last person, they dared to raise their fists in defiance against this Saint Realm member of the Hunting Tribe.
Rip!
The Saint Realm Hunting Tribe member stepped forward and crushed the last defiant Fifth Generation Misty Sect disciple into oblivion. His eyes filled with arrogance as he provocatively stared at Ye Feng and Sword Saint Yue Xi.
"Sect Master Ye, why didn't you stop this?"
Sword Saint Yue Xi asked in apparent bewilderment.
The Clan Leader of the Hunting Tribe had dispatched someone of the Saint Realm, blatantly breaking the balance.
"I want the disciples to face the Saint Realm head-on," Ye Feng replied calmly. "If they encounter real danger someday, they wouldn't even have the courage to resist otherwise."
"So, none of the disciples actually died?"
Sword Saint Yue Xi began to understand something.
Misty Sect's disciples… wouldn't truly die!
