Hundred-Year Thunder Fruit, Seventy Cauldrons of Power! (2)

As for the Xiao Family's Divine Power Realm martial artist, it would be even better if the other party came.

After killing the other party, the Xiao family would be well-behaved.

This was the rule of the martial world.

The martial world was still reasonable, but they used knives to reason.

Without a saber, logic would be illogical.

Even if the Xiao Family felt that he was overbearing, cruel, and crazy, so what?

Lu Changsheng didn't need to argue.

Only scholars would argue.

People in the martial world only spoke with the saber in their hands!

For a moment, everyone was trembling with fear as if they were facing a great enemy, but no one dared to take a step forward.

Just when the time for an incense stick to burn was almost up.

"Swoosh."

Lu Changsheng opened his eyes.

In front of him, an old man in his fifties appeared.