Chapter 243: The Old Demon Comes Out

Yang Ge chased the shiny black-clothed old monk as he left in the distance.

Bright Summit was empty, leaving only the white clouds endlessly drifting...

After an unknown period, Tang Xiong, with tattered clothes and disheveled hair, supported his old waist with one hand and carried a bright silver spear in the other. Grunting in pain, he climbed back up to Bright Summit with a fierce and unyielding human head hanging from the spear!

"Eh..."

He looked at the deserted Bright Summit in shock and roared in helpless fury, "Where is everyone? I have slaughtered Yang Potian, where are you all?"

It is often said: it's like walking in brocade at night if you don't return to your hometown in wealth!

Having lived a secluded life for decades, an ancient general leading the troops, engaging in an inspiring act like defeating the popular Yang Potian, and yet there are no witnesses?

This is unbearable, who could stand this!