We Have the Real One

"Despicable, I'll kill you all!"

Sky One's face contorted as his eyes reddened. He roared at Yang Jing and the others.

Spies were one thing, but all of their chance encounters had been taken by the spies. It was a massive slap in their faces!

All of that had actually been prepared for them!

Nanan made a face at them as she laughed. "You're thinking too much. Do you think you can kill us?"

If it had been before, the gray mist's forces would have outnumbered them. They had not dared to stand out so boldly. Now, however, they were not at such a huge disadvantage.

There were nine of them in total. Blackie, Nanan, Dragin, Cultivator Junjun, Yang Jing, Xiao Chengfeng, Juling Shen, and the two lords of the Divine Sword Mountain. Even though Dragin could not do anything while she was fighting against the gray mist, the remaining eight of them were enough.