Chapitre 292: Chapter 3 The Great Jianghu Turmoil (1/2)

Hong Feibai heard the noise from within the room, his heart clenched, and he hurriedly stepped out, only to look utterly bewildered as soon as he emerged.

The Yin siblings fell to one side, their expressions shocked.

The Ghost Owl Sword, who had been shouting challenges just moments ago, now had an entirely changed complexion.

He had originally planned to make a move against Wang Anfeng, radiating killing intent with his sword already drawn with his right hand. But now, he staggered back sharply, folding his body multiple times in the air, landing right at the doorway, wanting to leave but also reluctant to give up the treasure within reach, he hesitated.

The falling snow descended once more.

A Martial Artist fused with his horse, wielding a spear and weighing thousands of pounds, had his eyes wide with fury, veins on his forehead bulging, while the steed below snorted white air from its nostrils, pawing the ground restlessly, yet unable to advance even a step closer.