"Shentu kid, die for me!"
Just as Long Yan was about to enter the courtyard, a cold voice came from behind him. At the same time, a sharp palm print struck towards him.
The overwhelming breath wrapped in icy murderous intent made the hair on Long Yan's back stand up.
"You came pretty fast!"
Long Yan's mouth slightly curved up. Without thinking, he knew it was someone from the Xuanyue Gate, and the one who attacked him was the Elder Xuanyue.
"Eight Wastes Step!"
With a strike from the Nirvana realm, Long Yan didn't dare to be delighted. In a split second, he stepped on the Eight Wastes Step and instantly rushed into the courtyard, barely avoiding Elder Xuanyue's palm.
"Boom."
The palm print fell, and immediately a clear palm print appeared on the ground, sinking more than a meter deep.
"That was close!"
Long Yan's heart was secretly racing. Thankfully, his reaction was fast enough, or the consequences would have been severe.
"Presumptuous!"
