As a transmigrator, Zhou Heng possessed a heaven-defying talent and an unparalleled background—he was undoubtedly one of the most elite disciples!
However, what he didn’t expect was… th...
The whole person rolled several times in the air before he stabilized his body.
"We have too few people, and we can't even form a formation!"
Wang Yingying's eyes were filled with resentment: "They obviously came prepared. We have been betrayed!"
"That's right! You've been betrayed!"
The young man smiled, and then continued: "We have just received the news! Your people have a powerful guard left behind!"
"They were the first to discover our actions and even organized manpower to guard against our sneak attack!"
"What a pity! He is just an ordinary inner sect disciple and was scolded by your people!"
"In the end, they drove us away, which gave our people an opportunity! They took the opportunity to massacre your camp!"
"However, this inner sect disciple was too impulsive and never showed up from beginning to end!"
"Obviously, he was too angry with them. He must be angry with these people and can't express it!"
"What? You discovered it a long time ago?"
Zhao Xian's face trembled when he heard his words: "I even specifically told them to listen to Zhou Heng when we were not around! They actually thought he was just an ordinary inner sect disciple and refused to listen to his arrangements!"
"It's too late to say anything now, your camp has been breached!"
The young man laughed loudly, and then continued: "As long as our people get accurate information about you, your secret will be made public!"
"I'm afraid things are not that simple. Didn't you notice that one of us is missing?"
Liu Xiongren wiped the blood off his face and looked at everyone.
"You are not talking about Cao Junhao, right? He is seriously poisoned. What use can he be?"
The young man looked back and suddenly thought of someone.