"Heh, that's all you amount to!"
The gray-haired elder saw that Li Zilong was seriously injured and began to laugh loudly in ridicule.
As for the people of Whitefloat City, their faces turned ashen.
Nishang Palace.
The Palace Master and Xu Yunbing, along with the other female disciples, watched the battle in the sky with solemn expressions.
It seemed that even Li Zilong and Gong Qingqiu were no match; now, their only hope rested with the two on Misty Peak.
Ye Feng and Hu Feifei.
High above.
After gravely wounding Li Zilong, the gray-haired elder laughed three times, feeling that he could now begin a reckless slaughter.
After all, if he had seriously wounded the strongest at the peak of the Element Gathering Realm, who else could oppose him?
But just then, dozens of magical vines extended towards him, forming a special cage that trapped the gray-haired elder inside.
"Eh, it's you!"
