Meng Shu and Zeng Yicheng both saw Luo Bei's blood surge, saw the cold light burst from his eyes. Yet not only did they not rein themselves in, they narrowed their eyes instead, wearing the look of cats watching mice, as if to say, "If you've got the guts, fight us."
Luo Bei narrowed his eyes as well, his body drawing taut like a bow.
In the next instant, Luo Bei would erupt into action!
But just then, Luo Bei suddenly sensed someone walking up the mountain path behind him.
"What are you trying to do?" An icy voice drifted up. It was Xuan Wuqi's voice.
Luo Bei turned around and, sure enough, saw Xuan Wuqi standing not far behind him, staring coldly at Meng Shu and Zeng Yicheng.
"Luo Bei, there's no need for you to go up the mountain. Go back and tell Senior Brother Ming Hao that they blocked the road and wouldn't let you up. I'll testify for you!"
Meng Shu and Zeng Yicheng's expressions immediately turned ugly. "Who said we blocked the road and wouldn't let him go up?" Zeng Yicheng snorted, but his tone had already lost its force.
Xuan Wuqi had already reached the third level of the Great Dao Direct Pointing Cui Xu Art. If a fight broke out, Meng Shu and Zeng Yicheng would definitely gain no advantage.
Moreover, as Xuan Wuqi spoke, his gaze swept sharply toward the side of the mountain path.
Though it was not a cliff beside the path, it was still a steep mountainside. If someone were knocked down, even if they did not die, they would be half crippled. That single glance from Xuan Wuqi made the two men involuntarily think, What if I were accidentally beaten down there? Yet Xuan Wuqi looked at the