The general jumped down from the city wall and ran with the sound of the wind.
"Hold him back!" The general shouted.
Ou Yangming raised his head and saw a big man in black armor running over from afar.
He knew this man. The man had been watching the show on the city wall just now.
A cold light flashed in Ou Yangming's eyes. He suddenly raised his head and looked in the general's direction. He asked coldly, "You plan to stop me?"
The general stopped in his tracks. Ou Yangming's light words made him feel suffocated. The young fellow was a supreme powerhouse. Killing Intermediate Spiritualists like the general would be as easy as killing a chicken for the young fellow.
