Chapter 166: Self-Destruction of the Spirit Aperture

s expression.>The girl tilted her head, her slender finger pointing to her red lips: "On the night thirty-two years ago, you kissed..." She didn't look old, but in reality, she was a master of beauty...On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

Theealm cultivators, with swords at their waists, seeming like martial cultivators.Before they got closer, one of the thinner figures shouted, “Which faction do the two Daoist friends belong to We are fr...