When Jiang Yue's whip met the fist, a loud thump reverberated in the surroundings.
Soon after, a piercing scream split the silence, and the young woman was flung backwards.
Her hand was severed by the whip, and blood was pouring out of the exposed stump.
"You…" Someone shouted, and four figures rushed towards Jiang Yue.
They didn't really care about the woman, but they couldn't stand that Jiang Yue had injured one in their alliance.
"It's good that you come together, it will save a lot of time."
Jiang Yue was not flustered.
He rushed towards the four and swung his whip in a wide arc.
The whip sped through the air and arrived in front of the four in the blink of an eye.
"You are too arrogant." This was said by the cultivator from Ghost Valley.
He threw something in front, and Jiang Yue's whip bounced back.
"Ghost flag?"
Jiang Yue looked at the thing and immediately recognised it as a ghost flag.
