In the high sky.
The hand of the first figure suddenly froze.
The figure was none other than Senior Luoo.
Not far away, three figures floated in the air.
They were the three Masters of the Demon Hunting Hall, Flame Hall, and Medicine Venerate Hall.
The three Masters just stood there, making no move.
Senior Luoo's hand still pressed down, but made no further action.
"Do you want to stop me?" Senior Luoo was the first to speak.
The voice was light and casual.
The Demon Hunting Hall Master chuckled softly, "It's just a battle among juniors, why should we old folks intervene?"
"What if I insist on intervening?" Senior Luoo's eyes turned cold.
The Flame Hall Master's face turned cold, "Luoo, I don't mind having a fight with you either."
The Flame Hall Master was always hot-tempered, ready to act at the slightest disagreement.
Senior Luoo ignored him, keeping his gaze fixed on the Demon Hunting Hall Master.
