"Old bastard! What did you say?!" Senior Sister Yue's eyes suddenly became fierce and malicious.
"Nothing. Do me a favor, okay? Don't find troubles for Xuanling Sect disciples. Just leave." The elder waved his hand.
"A favor? Look at how old you are now. Besides an old body, what else do you have?" Senior Brother Zhuo laughed.
"Don't bother talking to him anymore. Kill him together!"
Senior Sister Yue flew over, and her Martial Qi Level Three aura was getting more intense.
Ye Qingtang immediately got up and stood in front of Venerable Wu to protect him.
The Martial breath on Venerable Wu was very weak. He was just one of the members at the Sword Spirit Workshop. How could he defend the attack from a Yunxiao Sect disciple?
"Young people, how dare you to bully an old man! I'm already half-step into the grave now." Venerable Wu made a detour to cross Ye Qingtang and walked towards Senior Sister Yue.
