Crisis and Flee

The Sword Qi pierced right through the purple mist as if stabbing into a piece of thick cow hide. Feeling a spasm from the strong recoil reflex, Zhou Bao gritted his teeth. The Fiery Eyes between his eyebrows immediately started to blaze. The Yin and Yang Heavenly Sword Qi suddenly came alive. And the frantic killing intent launched a sweeping attack.

Swish!

With a soft sound, the purple mist was ripped apart, and a glimmer of purple light shot out.

"Boy, go to hell!"

A snarl of outrage spewed forth from the old man in sackcloth. It came from within the purple light.

Outrageous indeed!

How could he not be furious?

All he had been doing was quietly observing the place, and all of a sudden, he had been ambushed by a sneak attack. It was no wonder that he was infuriated!