C50 Killing the Ghost Hand Vine.

"Isn't that Chiang Jin?"

Five figures clad in ginger-colored outfits were concealed within the woods, peering intently ahead. The one in the forefront, with a band across his forehead, murmured quietly.

"That's him," a man with a prominent nose spat bitterly. "We thought Cui Xingjian and Pei Liang were the Roc Essence Sect's best bets for the championship