Young men in white and red robes.

At this time, Bai Chi's face was pale, his body was trembling, his lips were trembling, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"How can you be so strong? How can you be so strong?"

He kept mumbling, it was unbelievable.

Originally, when he met a disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect, he was overjoyed, thinking that he had been saved. He thought that Lu Ming was dead and there was no way he could be killed.

But he never dreamed that more than thirty disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, including some of the most geniuses in understanding potential, would be defeated by Lu Ming's devastating power, three strikes, five divisions, and two.

how so?

"Now, let's see who can save you?"

Lu Ming walked towards Bai Chi step by step, with a playful smile on his lips.

"No, don't kill me!"

Bai Chi yelled, unable to muster the courage to resist.

"Don't kill you? Haha, you are really naive. Tell me, if you can give me a reason why I won't kill you, I won't kill you."

Lu Ming sneered.
Chapter completed!