“Apologize? No way!”

Luo Hong sneered. Then his whole body suddenly burst into a black mist and scattered away. His ethereal voices came from all directions, “A traitor is a traitor! If I have used higher means, do you think you could have defeated me easily?”

Zhou Linfeng tightened the flying sword in his hand, but found that Luo Hong’s figure had flown off the ring. Luo Hong’s voice was full of killing intent, “Our Xiuluo Holy Sect is not good ...