บท 1313: Eighteen Levels of Hell

Li Qingyun was incredibly frustrated!

Something that he hadn't expected at all had happened!

The moment the battle began, Li Qingyun had leaped straight into the air. With his arms extended outward, he shot forward at high speed and went straight for Lang Yilang!

Pawn against pawn; general against general! This was the correct way of fighting and killing!

"Master Lang, you've been hiding your true strength. If I hadn't seen this for myself, I really wouldn't have imagined that you're already a sixth-grade Supreme Martial Artist!" In mid-air, Li Qingyun shouted, "I shall see what Master Lang's Purple Crystal Hand is made of!"

The purpose behind this shout of his was firstly to intimidate Lang Yilang; secondly, it was to warn his companions — Lang Yilang was far stronger than the third-grade Supreme Martial Artist cultivation that everyone had thought he was; he was a sixth-grade Supreme Martial Artist instead! Everyone must be careful!