At his words, Dark Force surged out of their bodies, and their aura increased rapidly.
Su Mo's eyes shone with a killing desire. He raised his hand, ready to kill them all.
WHOOSH!
With a piercing air-rending sound, a golden flare streaked across the sky like an arrow toward them.
The group of men in black stopped their attacks and turned to look at the golden flare.
Su Mo also stopped and stared at the oncoming flare with a frown. He sensed that this flare embodied a destructive power.
This resembled an expert, a powerful expert.
WHOOSH!
The golden flare turned into a golden-robed young man.
This young man was tall, handsome, and gave off a carefree vibe.
"Zhang Yihai, your Magic Cloud Stronghold has committed all kinds of crimes. Today, I will avenge the deaths of all your victims by killing you!" The golden-robed young man said coldly. His eyes were like knives piercing through the burly man.