"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
For Lyu Bu, Jing Ke, and Luo Shen, the battle with Hong Fu Nu, the Skeleton, and Hong Lao was almost a display of overwhelming power.
Lyu Bu, clad in battle armor, was invincible, unstoppable!
The mere strength of the old ghost was utterly insufficient to withstand Lyu Bu's fierce and ruthless attacks.
And Jing Ke's swordsmanship was exquisite. The longsword in his hand, named Water Cold, emitted a sword light so cold it could instantly freeze into ice.
Luo Shen's palm technique was ruthless and lightning-fast, striking Hong Lao's chest, completely defeating him!
"Xiao Xuan, aren't you leaving yet?"
Luo Shen's beautiful eyes slightly shifted, coldly staring at the dazed Ye Xuan, questioning.
"Alright!"
Ye Xuan no longer hesitated, propelled himself, and instantly dashed out.
"Stop him."
Hong Fu Nu's expression instantly turned solemn and extremely serious, speaking coldly.
"Yes."
