“I’m the one who will be killing you guys!” A clear voice sounded out like the patter of sprinkling rain. Clearly, the voice was very arrogant, but for some reason, it was comfortable like fluffy clouds.

Gao Yu had just escaped death, so he immediately rejoiced when he heard those words. When he turned around, he saw a young man walking out of the valley carrying a sword box on his back. Naturally, it was Lin Yun, who had been practicing his fist technique with the golden tiger ...