Wei Wuyan let out a roar. Extending his body, he flew into the woods like a vulture. A thunderous voice sounded, "Three bastards!"
The three people immediately reacted. "No wonder we feel so familiar. It's actually this guy!"
The four fought into a mess. The moment their forces touched the surface of the calm lake, the water went straight up towards the sky, as if a typhoon was stirred up. It went to a hundred feet high, and when it fell, the water had already turned turbid.
The wind whistled, and a countless number of trees rushed up towards the sky, bringing sands and stones together with them into the air. The scene looked terrifying.
But this was only the beginning.
That quiet and serene little world just now suddenly turned into a mess. It was not a bit of 'perfectly beautiful' now!
Chu Yang looked at this and sighed deeply.
