"They’ve drank the wine Su Li poured…." The eyes of the two young men abruptly shone.
Slap!
Just at this moment, they saw the wine cup within Su Li’s hand slip and fall to the ground before shattering.
"Su Li, this fellow, why’re you so careless?" Tian Hu shook his head with a smile.
"Hmm?" Right at this moment, Duan Ling Tian’s face went grim, as his formidable Spiritual Force vaguely felt a trace of danger.
Xiao Yu, who was sitting opposite of Duan Ling Tian, seemed to have seen something. His pupils constricted and his face went grim as he shouted explosively, "Duan Ling Tian, be careful!"
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two three-foot-long blades that glimmered with a cold light originated from the hands of two unfamiliar young men. They whistled out, flashing straight towards Duan Ling Tian.
Fierce sword lights brought about piercing whistling sounds in the air as they flashed towards Duan Ling Tian’s back….
Above the two young men, 12 ancient mammoth silhouettes condensed into form!
