Uncle Zhong urged the Divine Heavenly Dragon Horse to rush over.
On the other side.
Zhang Ronghua had also arrived nearby. He heard someone calling for help in front of him. From the sound, it seemed like he was on his way back. After thinking for a moment, he decided to go over and take a look. He circulated his movement technique and rushed over.
..
"Go to hell!" The leader of the men in black roared.
A sword pierced through Zhu Zhishan's heart, and a kick sent him flying. He fell to the ground, and just as he was about to take another step forward, a fragrant wind blew over, and a white spiritual light flashed. Ji Xueyan had already appeared in front of them, and her jade-like hand suddenly struck out. The violent palm force carried endless anger, and they fell to the ground, heavily injured.
