Violent Killing

Chou Wanli's face was menacing as he held a wine jar in his left hand and a single saber in his right. The blade was snow-white and radiated a cold aura.

With more than 10 other cultivators, Chou Wanli rushed over in a huff.

"I am Ji Chengtian. Fellow Daoist, how can I help you?"

Ji Chengtian was extremely polite and took the initiative to greet with cupped fists first, nodding as he smiled.

If this was back in Tianhuang Mainland, given Ji Chengtian's polite manners and the fact that they did not have any deep-seated hatred or benefits to gain, it would be difficult for a conflict to break out.

However, this was the ancient battlefield.

They were not faced with kind people - even if they meant no harm, the other side meant harm!

"Ji Chengtian?"

Chou Wanli raised his brow and asked with a fake smile, "What's your cultivation?"

"Six meridian Foundation Establishment."

Ji Chengtian hesitated slightly, not hiding anything.