"Dead...all dead..."
Inside the Qing Shan Martial Arts School.
Li Qinglan looked somewhat dazed.
Ever since Senior Brother and ten fellow apprentices went to the battlefield, the situation seemed to have taken a sharp turn for the worse.
First came the bad news that the officials and soldiers were wiped out, and Master seemed to have aged ten years at that time.
Not long after, the rebel soldiers surrounded the city.
And tonight, the city suddenly fell, and a large number of unknown Black Martial Arts Instructors attacked the Qing Shan Martial Arts School.
Those senior brothers and sisters she knew well were all heavily injured or dead.
She gathered her strength and killed the martial artist in front of her with one palm strike, but another martial artist calmly walked over:
"Li Qinglan, why do you die for Xue Bapi? Let's kill him together, and I'll share the medicine formula with you!"
The tall thin martial artist took his stance, and he was also using the Black Sand Palm!
