So, the wisest choice now was not to make a move, but to run.
They could talk after leaving this place first.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I've really watched quite the show. Who would've thought that you, looking so respectable on the surface, would have such a black heart?"
"You even fooled me. Even I never noticed just how dark your heart was."
Just as the six of them were about to make their move, another voice filled with mockery rang out from within the mist.
"Oh?"
Liu Su narrowed his eyes slightly.
Wang Zheng stepped out of the mist, one step at a time.
The surface of the long saber in his hand was wrapped in terrifying Blood Baleful Qi, while equally horrifying killing intent coiled around his body.
His blood-red eyes stared disdainfully at Liu Su in the distance.
"Wang Zheng, have you come here to die?"
Seeing that it was Wang Zheng, Liu Su narrowed his eyes slightly.
Liu Su gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, which was why he had never intended to trouble Wang Zheng from beginning to end.
Dealing with this Ye Lin would have been enough.
But now that Wang Zheng had voluntarily entered the fray, things had become difficult.
"What I despise most are people like you—two-faced snakes."
Wang Zheng raised his long saber and pointed it directly at Liu Su.
Then his gaze shifted, and he spotted the three figures behind Liu Su.
"Oh? Three Daluo Golden Immortals at the peak?"
A trace of greed flashed through Wang Zheng's eyes, and his blood-red tongue involuntarily licked his lips.
"Fellow Daoist Ye Lin, leave those three peak Daluo Golden Immortals to me. These three pieces of trash are yours."
"It's fine if you can't beat them. Just hold on. Once I deal with