Put down the butcher's knife, become Buddha!

Yang Luo stabilized his body and looked at the two old men in the sky. He said in surprise, "Master, Master Xuanku, you're here!"

The two elders who resolved Yang Luo's crisis were Zhang Zhilin and Master Xuanku.

"Little Luo, are you alright?"

Zhang Zhilin asked.

Master Xuanku also looked at Yang Luo.

Yang Luo shook his head and said, "I'm fine. I just suffered some injuries. It's nothing serious."

"That's good."

Zhang Zhilin and Master Xuanku nodded.

At this moment.

Everyone present also recovered from their shock.

"Greetings, Old Celestial Master!"

"The old Celestial Master is finally here. Mr. Yang finally doesn't have to fight alone!"

"Strange, who is that old monk? Why have I never seen him before?"

"However, for this old monk to come with the old Celestial Master and send the two old fellows flying with a single palm, he's probably not an ordinary person!"