On The Eve of The Battle

In the dense forest, Mo Awu and Shui Gui were like ghosts in the dark night as they flashed lightning fast toward Tang Xiu's position. In just a short while, the duo arrived in front of Tang Xiu.

"Oh?" Shui Gui suddenly frowned. When he saw Zhenlei Duomo standing beside Tang Xiu, a thick killing intent suddenly erupted from him as he released his flying sword in an instant.

Tang Xiu's expression slightly changed and appeared in front of Zhenlei Duomo like lightning and also released his flying sword to ward off Shui Gui's. As he paced back, he angrily shouted, "STOP IT, SHUI GUI!"

Shui Gui did not realize the meaning of Zhenlei Duomo standing next to Tang Xiu a moment ago. As he saw his own Boss blocking his attack, his expression suddenly changed and instantly took back his flying sword. Yet, his seething killing intent was still locked on Zhenlei Duomo.

"What's going on with you?" asked Tang Xiu with a frown.