Goodbye, Senior Ji, Goodbye, Qingqiu King, Go On Your Way (2)
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Damn it. Since I'm already here, let's take a gamble! Mu Letian gritted his teeth.
He knocked away a Nomological realm expert from the Xuan Ming Heavenly Kingdom and leaped to Yang Hong's side. He punched the half-step Nomological realm expert suppressing Yang Hong into pieces.
"Brother, step back first. Leave this to me!" Mu Letian stood beside Yang Hong and forced back the enemies from the Xuan Ming Heavenly Kingdom.
Yang Hong: "…"
What do you mean? There are so many people here. Why did you come save me? Do you think I'm the weakest?
This was indeed what Mu Letian thought.
His eyes were sharp. He could already tell who the higher-ups of the human race were.
Except for Yang Hong, Mi Ziwen and Zhang San were at the back. For a moment, there was no danger. As for the other humans, their cultivation had all broken through one after another, and they were temporarily in high spirits.