Chapter 2203

Heath breathed out deeply. Mask or no mask, he did not care. He then took out two three-feet-long swords of the same length from his storage ring and held one in each hand. The swordsmanship he cultivated was the double-sword style, and he stood in a way that allowed him to launch an attack at the drop of a hat. The masked man set his eyes on Heath again. Seeing this, Fane heaved a sigh of relief, and once again set his eyes on the three Corpse Pavilion disciples in front of him. The bearded man looked him up and down, trying to read him. He suddenly burst out laughing, and said, "You’re smart to change the subject, but even this will not help! I will take off the mask on your face with my own hands to see who you are!" Fane snorted lightly and ignored him, turning his face away from him. In fact, the position he and Frank were in was considered safe compared to the other three. The masked man might have thought of the two of them as garbage hence, pushed them to the edge. That would