Sometimes, they would kill each other, but when a third party intervened, they would join forces to kill the enemy. After killing the enemy, they would continue to fight.
This group of people hung the two words "Silver Moon" in front of martial masters to distinguish them from martial masters in other places. This represented their pride, the pride of martial masters. We are Silver Moon martial masters!
Perhaps this was the Silver Moon Martial master's belief.
The Silver Moon Martial Master was the number one expert in the world.
"Hong Yitang ..."
The light sword coughed continuously as blood flowed. "Where's the southern Fist?"
"He's back in the central region. "
Hong Yitang laughed and said,"I have no choice. I'm the only one here. The others can't be contacted or can't leave. You, on the other hand ... Are in such a miserable state!"
"It's alright. "
The light sword also smiled. It was not a brilliant smile, but a smile of an old man.
