Swish, swish, swish! Dozens of shadows flashed out from all directions, a dense aura of killing intent rushing forth.
"Who are you?" Zhiyan narrowed her eyes, coldly observing the dozens of people in front of her. According to the fluctuations of Spiritual Power, there were two Great Grandmaster-level experts among them, while the rest were at the Grandmaster Peak, not a small force indeed.
"Heh, a dying man needs not know our names," one of them sneered, laughing disdainfully.
"I've heard your cultivation base is peculiar, young man. Today, we'd like to see for ourselves. Trading a life for a thousand Xuanqi points is a good deal. Go!" The leading man commanded, and in an instant, they rushed towards Zhiyan's direction.
A heavy pressure came overbearing, with a force so strong it made one's cheeks sting.
