hank you, senior brother." Feng Yuechan smiled, her eyes crinkling at the corners.Li Baxian sighed, too tired to correct her address. He turned to Lu Ye, "How are your injuries""It's nothing serious,...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.

Theu Ye activating his flying wing spirit pattern, he couldn't compare to it.At a glance, Lu Ye knew that the visitor was a powerful cultivator at the eighth or ninth level. He felt helpless; he had been...