Cheng Feiyu was indeed puzzled.
He and his junior sister seldom went out into the martial world, let alone making enemies?
However, this Yin Mountain Demon Lord had a clear goal. He wanted to deal with the two of them.
'But how did it all start?'
Even if it was pushed back to ten years ago, the people who besieged him would be the head of the Jade Willow Villa, Liu Suifeng, and a group of righteous experts. Forget about the Falling Star Sect participating, they were not even there to wave their flags and shout battle cries.
No matter how he looked at it, he had no feud with this Yin Mountain Demon Lord.
At this moment, why the sudden attack?
How could he accept this without figuring it out?
Su Mo's palm paused half an inch in front of Yin Mountain Demon Lord's head. Before his palm landed, a strong wind blew.
