Song Ya's words stunned the people from the other dojos.
In front of the mighty army, the group of martial artists felt chills all over their bodies, and their hair stood on end.
"Run!"
It was unknown who shouted, but the people from the seven dojos scattered and fled.
"Ants." Song Ya's eyes flashed with disdain. He stretched out his hand, and one of the riders behind him immediately handed him his halberd.
Song Ya held the halberd and made a throwing gesture. He took a deep breath, and a red light appeared in his eyes!
BOOM!
The sound of something breaking through the air rang out.
Not far away, the plump Bao Ziyan felt a chill run down his spine, and he suddenly turned around.
As expected, the long halberd was coming straight for him.
"Overlord!" Bao Ziyan roared, and his skin suddenly turned black.