Cheng Yu was stunned, and his face immediately darkened. Must he enter the top three? You dare to say such words in front of me? I originally planned to play with you a little longer, but it seems that you don't need it anymore.
"Junior Sister Mei, then let's hurry up. It's getting late. The senior and junior brothers behind are still waiting for the competition." There was a hint of coldness in his words, and he yingrong frowned upon hearing it, becoming somewhat vigilant.
"Be careful, senior brother," Mei Dong 'er said with a nod. Her treasured sword danced in the air, and the sword light flickered like a snake's tongue as she pointed from a distance.
Cheng Yu sneered and waved his hand. With a light movement, dozens of palm shadows appeared and shattered the sword lights. He laughed and said, " "Is Junior Sister Mei dancing?"
