In the mist.
POW.
Luo Tian's palm, surging with frigid air, dispersed a Mist Shadow Warrior with a Fourth Layer Cultivation.
Instantly, a Starlight Mark flew to the top of Luo Tian's head.
Over twenty Starlight Marks had already gathered above his head, second only to the three great geniuses.
"Luo Tian! Where do you think you're running—"
Suddenly, a cold shout came from not far away.
SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
Through the mist, Qi Hong and Wu Chuan came rushing over, leading several youths at the Fifth Layer of Meridian Opening.
'Six at the Fifth Layer of Meridian Opening? They seem to be Tang Wei's underlings.'
Luo Tian's brow furrowed slightly.
"Hahaha, you country bumpkin! You slapped me once just now. Now, this young master is going to slap you a hundred times!"
Wu Chuan laughed maniacally, his expression cruel.
"Luo Tian, accept your death!"
Qi Hong's face was filled with venomous hatred, his killing intent laid bare.
Nine Crippling Saber Technique!
