Receive Three of My Palm Strikes

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the flying chariot in the sky.

The owner of the voice could only be one of the two cultivators on the flying chariot.

At this moment, a cultivator with keen eyesight exclaimed in surprise, "Emperor Shang Zhang?!"

"That's right! How could I forget about Shang Zhang Hall!"

"I forgot that Shang Zhang Hall doesn't have a commander!"

For some reason, Shang Zhang Hall had always been governed only by Shang Zhang. His wife, Kong Junhua, assisted him. It had been a long time since Shang Zhang Hall had a commander.

"Who's the other person?"

"I don't know."

Many people shook their heads. In any case, that person had to be extraordinary. How could an average person stand next to Shang Zhang?

When Yu Zhenghai, Yu Shangrong, and the other disciples of the Evil Sky Pavilion looked up, they were shocked when they saw the familiar figure.

'Master?!'

'Why is master here at this time?!'