"Yuu Rong?!"
One of the middle-aged men, clad in a black robe adorned with golden edges, glanced over at Qian Jiyun and suddenly brightened.
It was a stroke of unexpected luck, to actually find Yuu Rong here, so why wait? Without hesitation, upon seeing the man, he drew his long sword and stabbed it towards Qian Jiyun.
He had thought it through well; with his cultivation level, it was impossible to kill Yuu Rong with a single sword strike, but he could severely injure him.
At that time, killing the Young Valley Master of Medical Valley would be an easy task.
Unfortunately for him, he was gravely mistaken.
"My lord, be careful."
Xie Qi saw someone idiotically charging at them and, holding Little Nuonuo, kicked out with his foot.
A scream rang out as his kick squarely hit the chest of the man in the black robe, sending him flying. He landed at An Jiuyue's feet, and she immediately stepped on his chest.