"Haha, the head of the Everest Sect has run away! He has abandoned you!" Isaac said. He threw his head back and cackled as he took a few steps backward.
When the remaining eight elders of the Everest Sect and hail leaders heard this, they glanced over. Caesar had really run away!
"Bloodthirsty Dragon Strike!" Isaac suddenly roared.
He directed his bloodshot gaze below him. He raised a longsword made of red spiritual energy above his head and brought it down on the head of one of the elders.
This elder quickly tried to block it, but another longsword emerged from the first longsword and pierced through his chest.
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