บท 242: The Sky Is Dark, Please Close Your Eyes

Deep within the mountain forest.

Fang Ping roared angrily. His face was pale, nevertheless, he once again erupted consecutive slashes!

"Come on, keep chasing me!"

Fang Ping yelled. Then, he remembered that the other party could not understand him and switched languages. "Nayagukali!"

The saber-wielding martial artist who had resisted Fang Ping's four blows stilled for a moment. He could not resist turning his head to see if the other two had nearly caught up to them.

The three of them exchanged a glance, and a suspicious light was seen in their eyes.

However, very quickly, the three of them no longer contemplated about it. The saber-wielding martial artist's changdao shone with a blood-red beam of light as it slashed at Fang Ping horizontally.

Fang Ping kept yelling, "Nayagukali!"