Negotiation with Immortal Vampires

"Stop."

Cang Lan Martial Saint couldn't keep nursing her wounds anymore. A powerful holy Qi storm gushed out of her body, and thousands of sword Qi condensed, surrounding her.

Miefeng Blood Saint wasn't scared. Instead, he smiled.

Cang Lan Martial Saint wasn't an impulsive person, but she had no other choice. She couldn't just let the four female saints be insulted while she stood by in the Taoist temple to survive.

If she did so, her state of mind would be permanently damaged even after she recovered.

Cang Lan Martial Saint didn't have any other choice. She had to rush out to fight the immortal vampires even though she knew it was a trap.

Shua!

Cang Lan Martial Saint moved her body, and she rushed toward where the four female saints were.

She remembered the correct route to walk out of the formation. She walked out with ease.