"Elder Wu!"

The disciples led by Elder Wu did not come back to their senses until this time. They looked grief-stricken. But they could not fight back even if they wanted to. Thus, they all turned to look at Nan Qi.

"Our elder's already been killed. Don't you're gonna make a move?"

"Zhang Hanyang, you certainly live up to your reputation."

Nan Qi sighed softly. Having overcome his astonishment, he flew forward.

Then, he ...