Lai Yuejin couldn't help but be horrified, Sword Flight! Damn, these two must be inhuman. He originally thought that mastering the Cicada Wing Swordsmanship made him invincible under the heavens, but now it seems, he was completely wrong.
In a way, he was undoubtedly a frog at the bottom of a well. The vastness of the outside world, and the congregation of masters, were far beyond his imagination.
However, he was unwilling to concede: "***, if you have the guts, come down here, see if I don't kill you."
Din Rui hurriedly reminded: "Brother Ruan, be careful, he uses poison."
"Don't worry, Xiao Rui, with his skills he can't even get close to me. You go rescue the others first, I'll return after teaching this boy a lesson."
"Alright."
In the sky, two flying swords parted ways, one heading straight towards the scrap yard, while the other sped towards Lai Yuejin.
"Luckily, you encountered us, otherwise, you would have been doomed."
