Yi Tian Xing

There was a cold glint in the eyes of the finely dressed young man when he heard the young woman's words that were caught by Duan Ling Tian.

'Aren't they together? Why does it seem like there's some conflict between them?" Duan Ling Tian was a little confused.

At this moment, the Mastery Saint Rudiment Stage wild beast was finally killed by the old man at the Mastery Saint Rudiment Stage.

With the three-foot-long blade in his hands, the old man had pierced through the space between the wild beast's eyebrows and nailed it to the trunk of a tree at the side. It hung on the tree, causing the tree to shake.

The young woman walked toward the old man with a smile on her face as she marveled, "Elder Ping, you're so powerful."

Barf!

When the young woman was walking toward the old man, his face suddenly turned red. He fell to his knees and spat out a mouthful of blood as his body began to tremble. It was obvious that he had suffered quite severe injuries.