Chương 1144: Dripping Blood Cliff, Soul-Severing Valley, Immortal Burial City (2)

"Senior, leave quickly!" Murong Chi's voice sounded again. A green-gray sword light shot out from the city and collided with the figures charging at the golden hammers.

"You have a death wish."

"Murong Chi, you overestimate yourself."

"Murong Family, do you really want your inheritance to end?"

Shouts rang out as immortal light exploded outside the golden hammer.

The sword light could not stop the surrounding figures at all and was shattered by an old man's palm.

However, the old man seemed to be afraid of others, and he seemed to have thought of something. He turned to look at Han Muye, who was standing in front of the immortal boat.

Although the others all had indifferent expressions, they were actually quietly paying attention to Han Muye.

The Murong family disciples standing on the flying ship shuddered.

With so many powerhouses present, would Han Muye, who had come today, step forward for the sake of the Murong Family?