"He's your master?" Cang Yunxin was greatly startled, staring at the two of them in disbelief. "He came from the human world, then you must be..."
Before Yue Qianchou could make a sound, Bi Changchun cut him off with a cold snort. "What use is it for a dying man to know so much?" Cang Yunxin's pupils abruptly contracted. His right hand had already settled on the storage bracelet on his left wrist as he glared at Yue Qianchou and demanded sharply, "Yue Qianchou! What is the meaning of this?" "Hehe! Well..." Yue Qianchou gave Bi Changchun an embarrassed look, unsure whether he had the confidence to kill Cang Yunxin. After all, he had personally witnessed Cang Yunxin's Three Swords Combined Sword Drawing Style. Its power was simply terrifying.
Bi Changchun slowly turned around and glanced at Yue Qianchou. "You killed his grandson, and a blood feud has already been forged. Leaving him alive will only bring disaster. Today, your master will help you eliminate this scourge."
That was too embarrassing! Yue Qianchou rubbed his hands awkwardly. He had not expected the Old Fellow's temper to remain so forthright. Before he had even asked, the Old Fellow was already about to act.
Cang Yunxin instantly sensed an immense crisis. Knowing this was no place to linger when he had no confidence of defeating his opponent, he had just intended to flee at once when he suddenly felt an enormous pressure squeezing in from all directions. His expression immediately changed drastically.
"Ha!" Cang Yunxin exhaled and shouted. His steps were as heavy as mountains; each step left a deep imprint as boom, boom, boom, making even the earth tremble. With immense difficulty, he backed away. The closer he was to the other man, the more danger he felt.
He had thought