Huyan Hong's body trembled violently once again; every explosion of Ling Xiao was a kind of torment for her.
It would remind her of the harsh words she hurled at Ling Xiao.
Fortunately, she only spoke harshly and did nothing more.
Otherwise, she might have already fallen into an abyss of no return.
The Thunderbird collided violently with the brilliant Demonic Immortal Sword Qi.
Endless light was unleashed within the great hall.
Everyone momentarily lost their sight.
At the same time, the entire great hall collapsed with a roar, and everyone frantically fled for their lives.
They arrived in a more spacious courtyard.
The rampaging power only gradually subsided once it had completely leveled the great hall.
The dust cleared away, and Ling Xiao's figure emerged.
Suspended in mid-air, his green robe unmoved, black hair flying.
Still exuding a domineering aura of unmatched confidence, the arrogance of youth!
Meanwhile, blood trickled from the corner of Master Kong's mouth.
