A Great Grandmaster, ah...
Qin Dikun sighed.
Beside him, Qin Feng Huo let out a soft chuckle.
"The Underworld, ah..."
"Indeed, it's the Underworld."
Qin Feng Huo tilted his head back, the corners of his lips curved upwards, gradually letting out a blackness that turned into black lips, his pupils becoming even blacker and more sinister.
"Ox Demon and Horse Face, and the Divine Monkey? "
"You let just one traitor come to stop me?"
"You underestimate me, huh?"
His fingers suddenly clenched, and in the next moment, he struck out swiftly, plunging his hand into Qin Dikun's chest.
Instantly, Qin Dikun roared in excruciating pain.
In the distance, Xue Dufu, bearing the Crescent Blade, had already made his move, a foot stomping down, blasting a deep pit in the ground. He, holding the Crescent Blade, had already started a furious run.
However...
