"RUSTLE RUSTLE RUSTLE..." Just as Shen Bowen prepared to leave, a sound suddenly erupted from the nearby woods. Several powerful auras were rapidly approaching.
"On guard!" Hearing the commotion from the woods, the faces of the Shen Family members immediately turned grim. 'Besides us, the only other people in these back mountains are the disciples from Fallen Valley. The newcomers are most likely those black-robed disciples who want to annihilate our family!'
"WHOOSH..." A moment later, several figures flew out from the woods. The Shen Family immediately launched a coordinated assault, sending streaks of multicolored Spiritual Power hurtling toward them.
"Old Sir Shen, hold your fire! It's us!" The figures dodged the incoming attacks while shouting out.
"People from the Liu Family? Liu Xiahui?" Hearing the shout, Old Sir Shen was taken aback. He quickly yelled, "Halt!"
