The power of the God of Martial Arts is coming.

She raised her eyes—

The faint purple light, wherever you kill!

"Just you want to kill me?"

As the words fell, the golden light of the teleportation formation tore through the sky.

Eight figures broke through the formation.

Sashuang figure floats in the sky.

The power of the eight martial gods directly shattered the storm.

I saw the eight figures forming a circle around Chu Yue, slowly falling down from all directions.


Chapter completed!