Li Wu pressed his right hand on the table, Zhenyue, Ding Qin, Twin Swords emerged from the makeshift sword scabbard, the elder shattered the window with his shoulder and flew out, Dugu Mohe glanced at Dongfang Ximing, without any intention of threatening the girl.
He stepped on a dragon to pursue Li Wu.
In an instant, the two had broken out of the city.
Inside the bustling city, a group of martial artists were dueling, looking up to see a flash of sword light and thunder, followed by a white-clothed youth stepping on a snow dragon, roaring past, leaving them all momentarily stunned.
Li Wu had indeed fallen into the realm.
But Dugu Mohe, only having his thirty years of hardship broken by the elder on Kunlun, still retained his strong foundation, was truly a grandmaster, and of a reckless nature, decisive in killing, had already caught up with the elder outside the city.
Raising his hand, he covers with his hand, pressing Kunlun Ruins.
