142. Instant Kill

Monk Xiushan and Daoist Priest looked at the newcomer in a daze.

He looked very young, with two knives hanging from his waist. His black hair was a little pale, as if he had seen the vicissitudes of life.

Monk Xiushan wanted to remind the people that these "brawny men" were not humans.

However, the Daoist priest glared at him.

He signaled for him to take a look and not be blind.

Monk Xiushan turned his head to take a closer look. He saw something amiss and couldn't help but exclaim.

At some point,

The storm was no longer falling in one direction. Instead, it was being guided by an invisible force and slowly rotated with the young man at the center.

It seemed that he was the master of this place.

Everything revolved around him.

"Who is he?" Monk Xiushan mouthed.