Five black-robed men.
Five demons.
Yun Canghai and the other were completely surrounded...
Despite being confronted by such a lineup, Yun Canghai and the other remained calm and composed.
"Hey, hey..."
Yun Canghai held a longsword and said lazily, "What's wrong with you old guys? Chasing after us youngsters, did you take the wrong medicine, or did you forget to take your medicine?"
"Hehehehe!" One of the black-robed men spoke with a hoarse, unpleasant voice, "Li Mu's disciple and Han Jiang Ziyu's disciple do have some skills. To think that with a seventh-grade mid-stage cultivation, you can actually withstand five seventh-grade late-stages..."
"No wonder they are Tang Country's youngest Grade 7 masters!"
"What?" Shen Hongxiu was surprised, "The person with Brother Yun is Ye Wushuang, who is famous along with him?"
Everyone except Chen Fan had a strange look on their faces.
South Canghai, North Wushuang.
Canghai and Wushuang, unparalleled throughout!
