บท 246: I Will Make Sacrifices to My Sword

"Xiao Bei, you’re cocky indeed, I just didn’t expect your qing gong to be so excellent. But no matter how good your qing gong is and how talkative your mouth is, this is your last time. I’m afraid Broken Fist Hall will kill you first, so I’ll send you on your way," Zhang Zhihui said. The long jian on his back was already in his hand. He swung it, bringing out a sharp sword ray.

Ye Mo coldly looked at this. He didn’t expect this old guy to still have more moves. It could be seen that these old farts in Earth Level weren’t easy to mess with. They weren’t so superficially angry as they looked. He knew the reason why Zhang Zhihui wanted to kill him so much was to find the Liu Blue Carrot.

If he fought with Zhang Zhuihui head on, Ye Mo was sure he was no match for him. However, he was a cultivator, and with a flying sword, why would he need to fight head on with Zhang Zhihui?

Ye Mo stood and raised his hand, then a faint purple flying sword quickly took on the flying sword ray.