"Patriarch Du Jiang!"
Li Qingyun's face turned pale.
He was confident that his talents were no less than anyone else's.
But the Three Sons of Xuetu were different!
Hua Xuezi had a magical embryo of the Blood Transformation Knife, Bai Gui Zi had a magical embryo of the Bai Gui Banner, and Du Jiangzi also had formidable techniques.
He didn't have these things!
How could he even compare?
"Senior Brother, your flight technique is far superior to that of ordinary people, and you haven't even arrived yet, please reconsider..."
Wu Makong said fearfully, growing more anxious to urge him on.
"Don't say such things again!"
"Otherwise, I will not protect you."
Li Qingyun's expression, initially indecisive, suddenly turned solemn, and he stood up to head toward the battlefield.
Wu Makong was taken aback and hurriedly followed.
In the sky,
a blue shadow emerged.
...
"Big brother!"
"I can't hold back any longer!"
"So much blood, so much flesh!"
