Unexpectedly, the Master suddenly arrived in Tianhai City. Yang Zicheng only felt a chill run down his spine. Before he could react, the Master had already charged in at an incredible speed!
"Kill!"
The eyes behind the Master's grim mask were filled with intense murderous intent and a hint of madness!
He extended a hand, reaching directly for Yang Zicheng, like the scythe of the Grim Reaper!
"Run quickly!" Cang Ziqing transformed into a shadow and swiftly darted over. With a flick of her wrist, a dagger appeared. She charged forward, her eyes cold, standing in front of Yang Zicheng.
"Bang!"
The Master's palm clashed fiercely with Cang Ziqing's dagger, sending her flying backwards.
Yang Zicheng was shocked: "Be careful!"
He couldn't care any longer, gritting his teeth: "Master, you have some nerve to come to Tianhai to kill. This is not a place you can come at will!"
