Zhang Xiaofan felt unimaginably weak, as if he could no longer hold on.
He had already vomited blood three times.
And now, a lake had appeared before them.
He and Mo Canghai came to a stop.
This time, there seemed to be no escape.
The lake was vast and deep.
Unless one could walk on water, there was no way back.
Of course, one could also jump into the lake.
But at this moment, Zhang Xiaofan was seriously injured...
Suddenly, a fierce wind swept in, filling the sky with sand.
A figure burst forth.
The Qimen Palace Master had caught up.
He was furiously enraged, his eyes as black as voids, dark as ink.
Resembling a merciless demon.
"Zhang Xiaofan, Mo Canghai! Now, let's see where you can run!"
The Qimen Palace Master stared intently, a hoarse voice roaring out.
The roaring sound contained wave after wave of sound, causing the lake to explode skywards.
This was rage!
Never had it been imagined that Qimen Palace would be left in such a state by Zhang Xiaofan!
