What do you want to do, Foxy little ye 'er?

"Whoosh!"

The demonic sword in White night's hand flew out at this moment, stabbing into the crowd!

"Owwwwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

A miserable shriek burst out from the crowd. Everyone looked over in shock and saw that the heavenly Dao sect elders who were trying to escape were all blocked.

Bai Ye's figure also appeared in front of the elders of the WAN Shen sect as the demonic sword fell to the ground. Long mountain Lin, who had been injured by the sword, turned as pale as a sheet.

"You, you, you, Yingluo, what do you want to do?" Long mountain Lin was afraid. Even though he was still unwilling to let the man take away the spring of resurrection that he had worked so hard to get, he really didn't want to take revenge.