Zhong Yuan in despair

Lu Ming heard the sound and looked in the direction of the sound. His eyes were filled with a strong murderous intent.

"The blood poison sect's sect master!"

A cold voice came out of Lu Ming's mouth.

The white-haired elder in front of him was the blood poison sect's sect master. He was the one who had injured him and tried to steal his Jade sword. He didn't expect to meet him here.

hahaha, little bastard, I said before that I would kill you if I met you. You're really unlucky to have met me here. I'll see how you die this time.

Zhong Yuan laughed and stood up from the table, exuding a terrifying aura.

A martial artist at the fourth level of the spiritual ocean realm was too powerful. He was a whole lot stronger than a martial artist at the third level of the spiritual ocean realm. His aura was like a vast ocean, suppressing Lu Ming.

Thump! Thump!

Zhong Yuan stepped forward, causing the ground to rumble.

"What do you want to do?"