A loud series of violent collisions came from the outside. The heavy cavalry of the Cold Wolf Army was crazily impacting the barrier of the Mountain Protection Array. The barrier had already begun to show signs of cracking.
Qing Yuanzi came to his senses and focused his gaze on the man who had just entered the formation to launch a sneak attack on him. He asked in a deep voice.
The man, having his internal organs shattered by a strike of Thunder Penalty, was severely injured. His breathing was extremely weak, and he could only struggle to get up with a trembling voice.
"It seems you are not entirely clueless! Tell me the whereabouts of Wang Yang, and I can leave you with a whole corpse!"
"Heh, just you, a dying man?"
Qing Yuanzi sneered repeatedly, his tone full of mockery, as if he did not even consider the man worth noticing.
This contempt shattered the man's self-esteem. As a master of the Zhangsun Lineage, no one had dared to ridicule him so coldly!
