619 The Rogue Western Wind Blows Across the River, When Is It Going To Return?

Many Seven-leaf elites in the world knew the basic fact that an Eight-leaf cultivator was as big as Mount Tai. Even the people of Rouli and Lou Lan knew this. When they saw the 100-foot avatar, their intention to kill Yu Shangrong vanished without a trace.

Impossible!

Even if an Eight-leaf cultivator was here, he could only run as soon as he heard Yu Shangrong's name. Here they were, without an Eight-leaf cultivator among their numbers. The outcome was predictable. It was a crushing defeat for them.

Wherever the energy swords went, they did not seem like they were cutting down people. They seemed like they were cutting down… hay.

Young Yu Zhenghai was stunned by this sight… Nobody knew how much he thirsted for power or how strongly he wanted to become an expert like the person before. He did as Yu Shangrong ordered him to. He stood obediently in place as the energy swords danced and the Roulians fell all around him.