Lin Chen, who was stepping on a flying sword, stopped.
He looked with interest at a cultivator several dozen feet away.
This cultivator had thick eyebrows and big eyes, exuding righteousness, but his face was full of terror as he spoke to Lin Chen:
"Friend, these Demon Cultivators have been chasing me for a long time, I hope you can save my life!"
While speaking, this cultivator subconsciously moved closer to Lin Chen on his flying sword.
Lin Chen remained stationary, squinting his eyes to look at several figures further away.
Three or four cultivators were in hot pursuit, stopping ten feet in front of Lin Chen.
After sizing up Lin Chen a few times, these cultivators sneered:
"Kid! Our Wild Wolf Sect is handling business, you'd better stay far away and not meddle!"
"Otherwise, you'll lose your head, and your hundred years of cultivation will be at risk. Don't blame us for not warning you!"
