Song Li: Brother Yang Really Is a Good Man!

"Look into his background."

Sitting to one side, Yang Jianghu leaned his head back slightly and said.

"Yes."

The Protector behind him vanished the next moment.

The battle continued.

The spiritual energy tides stirred up by the three were incomparably violent.

All kinds of divine abilities, sword intent, and blade qi ran rampant.

One of the Spirit Transformation cultivators spat blood. His aura withered, and he nearly collapsed.

Song Li's aura remained powerful, without the slightest sign of discomfort.

He was using these two Spirit Transformation cultivators to hone his practical combat skills.

This was an opportunity not to be missed.

At worst, he could apologize afterward.

"Continue."

Song Li uttered two words, his gaze icy.

A moment later.

The Yang Family Protector returned behind Yang Jianghu.

He whispered into his ear, "Song Li, the chief disciple of the Nameless Sect..."

The Nameless Sect?

Upon hearing that name, Yang Jianghu instinctively sat up straight, a strange glint flashing through his eyes.

It had been a long time since he had heard that name.

The last time was when he had asked his grandfather to kill that Lin Feng fellow.

So they had a grudge against each other too.

Rubbing his chin, thoughts flickered endlessly through Yang Jianghu's mind.

On the other side, Song Li finished his combat practice for the day and sent the two Spirit Transformation cultivators crashing to the ground with grievous injuries in a single punch.

Not a sound could be heard.

A deathly silence fell.

An ordinary, unknown cultivator had actually achieved something like this.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Song Li's face was full of apology as he spoke to the two people on the ground.

It was clear that his apology was sincere.

Yet it sounded exceptionally mocking.

"It's fine, it's fine. Since Brother Song