dy swayed before falling downwards. Lu Ye's waist-worn scabbard flashed with a stream of light, circling lightly around the waist of the Wan Mo Ling cultivator before returning, bringing back a storag...As soon as the words left his mouth, he saw the blood dripping from Lü Ye's Pianshan sword. He couldn't help but be taken aback. "You killed him"

This is really strange, a mere blood eater would dare to kill a member of the Holy Clan! He's lived for so many years and has never seen this before.cultivator and not good at direct confrontations, he was at least at the seventh level. The spiritual energy fluctuations displayed by Lu Yiye were only at the fifth level. He was completely unable to...