Just Kill

"How... how come all of you are here?"

Looking at the twenty or thirty disciples of the Seraphic Sword Sect who suddenly appeared, Hong Yidong felt a little mad.

Just not long ago, he couldn't deduce the whereabouts of the disciples of the Seraphic Sword Sect no matter what method he used. But he felt like after he blinked his eyes once, the disciples of the Seraphic Sword Sect appeared again. However, the crucial point was that they appeared when he wanted to escape away, which was really brain-stirring for him.

Ge Liuyun looked at Hong Yidong and smiled, "What? You didn't expect it? Everything is in the calculations of our Junior Brother Wu Jue."

"Wu Jue's calculation?" Hong Yidong was taken aback.

"Yes."