"Stop, it's just a sparring match." Qi Yunxiao said.
Thirteen hundred miles away, heavy rain poured down, with flashes of lightning and thunder roared.
Above Chixia Mountain, the young man in green, Qi Yunxiao, did not exhibit the same humility towards Qin Ming that he did on Yuhua Mountain. Here, his true nature was revealed.
In the rain curtain, he appeared deep, forceful, and dangerous, staring at the young man ahead.
At the same time, he glanced at the extraordinary white-clothed woman standing under a canopy in the torrential rain. He didn't know her; she was an unexpected intruder.
To the south, the black-clothed youth Cen Jinghong and the purple-clothed girl Mu Xingyao each appeared as a faint consciousness spiritual light, here to witness the outcome of this gamble.
