On the square of the Flower Sect.
Nearly a thousand women, including the group of elders, collapsed on the ground. Shuang Ming was in a daze.
Such a scene.
Even Li Yueming was speechless.
He had thought that after ten years of killing fish, his heart had become colder than the knife in his hand.
But now, it seemed that his cultivation was still not enough. If he really encountered a big situation, he would not be able to suppress the gun!
..
He ignored the other disciples who were lying on the ground.
Li Yueming pulled out the long saber at his waist and looked at the old witch not far away with killing intent.
At this moment.
The old woman's face was already so gloomy that water was about to drip out.
