On Smoke Ripple Lake.
The strong man, who is the leader of the thirteen major forces of Mang Mountain, gradually becomes serious.
"The thirteen of us can't suppress him, even with our martial true intents combined. It's no wonder that Young Master Fan asked us to join forces."
Ning Buqi slowly said, "Don't underestimate him; Jiang Yuan's martial true intent is terrifying. In an instant, it's like the heavenly might descending. The secret techniques he has been practicing far exceed us."
While he was talking.
The eyes of the strong man who led the Mang Mountain thieves narrowed.
He was somewhat shocked.
Because at this moment, the sky in front of him transformed drastically.
In an instant, as they approached.
They were thrown from a clear morning at sunrise into a world of violent winds and thunderbolts.
The sky was dark, with thunderclouds churning overhead, and lightning snakes occasionally piercing the sky.
