Ying Lu's right eye flashed with golden light, and as she raised her hand, it became a palm. A golden aura beside her palm shattered the air.
The fierce atmosphere belonging to Zhen Shanye!
The faces of those around felt their breath change dramatically, and they all retreated backward. They glanced at Ying Luo, who was deep in fierce battle. Ying Luo seemed unmoved, raising hands sharp as blades, severing an arm of the intercepted Jiedan Realm cultivator and kicking him to the ground, looking around coldly, saying, "Ye Fengsheng said that even if he dies, Qilian must cover the heads of the Kunlun cultivators. Now he's dead, but his words still hold weight!"
"Are you crazy!"
The escaping cultivators were shocked, hearing the chilling murderous intent in Ying Lu's words. They couldn't believe or understand it.
