"Master!" At this time, one person — a man with a sturdy body — stepped out of the Crimson Moon Sect and went to stand beside Ren Ji.
The young man's eyes gleamed coldly as he stared at the purple figure in the distance.
"I want to have a battle with him… A life-and-death battle!" The young man's voice was filled with an extreme coldness that it made other people who heard it felt as if they had just fallen into a thaw hole.
"I-It's Senior Brother Hong Qing!" Before Ren Ji could respond, many of the Crimson Moon Sect's disciples' eyes lit up instantly. As they looked at the young man, their eyes were filled with veneration.
