"What a thick stench of blood!" Bing Ruolan's delicate brows knitted slightly, and she stopped in her tracks. After Luo Feng pointed it out, she too noticed the intense smell of blood in the air, so strong it nearly made her retch.
"Let's go and take a look," said Luo Feng, leading the way.
Bing Ruolan held her sword tightly and followed closely behind.
They had only walked a few steps when they suddenly heard hurried footsteps echoing from the tunnel ahead.
"It's 'Broken Wind Sword' Zhou Jianyi! He's a ruthless killer, run!"
"Damn it, why did we have to run into this demon!"
"We're doomed. We're absolutely doomed!"
Just around a corner, three or four young Martial Artists came running toward them, screaming in terror. From their ashen faces, it looked as if a ferocious beast was chasing them.
Hearing the name Zhou Jianyi, Luo Feng felt a stir in his heart.
