As soon as this sword appeared, Feng Tuwang's expression changed. He immediately understood that the man in front of him was not as simple as he thought.
"Damn it, who is this person? Why have I never heard of him?"
Feng Tuwang panicked. There were tens of thousands of Heavenly God Hall disciples chasing after him. He was stuck.
The moment Ye Qiu stopped Feng Tuwang, Daoist Jueyun was delighted. He didn't expect Ye Qiu to help. He immediately thanked him, "Thank you for your help, Martial Monarch Ye. If we can kill this butcher today, my Heavenly God Hall will definitely be extremely grateful. From now on, feel free to instruct me. As long as it's something I can do, I will definitely not refuse."
Jueyun said from the bottom of his heart, his eyes incomparably firm.
