ain gate, killing intent surging.Looking around, they saw a swing in the courtyard. A woman in a red dress was sitting on the swing with her back to them. The once arrogant and domineering Lu Yiye was...On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

The tea. However, news has already reached Wan Mo Ling over there. It is predictable that at this moment, there should be many Wan Mo Ling cultivators rushing towards here.If you don't leave now, you're...