Swoosh!
Fan Li pushed his speed to the peak and dashed toward the entrance to the Second Layer like a streak of flowing light.
"Fan Li!"
Xiao Ye's anger reached an extreme; this guy was simply too shameless, actually shoving him aside and seizing the opportunity to rush towards the Second Layer.
He had long suspected that Fan Li's approach was not with good intentions, yet he still let down his guard!
"Hmph, Fan Li, you just wait, even if you are a disciple from the Xuanzi Hall, I will absolutely not let you off!"
Xiao Ye bellowed with rage as he was surrounded by a circle of fifty Martial Artists. The fifty Martial Artists stepped forward in unison, advancing toward Xiao Ye.
Their cold and sharp eyes seemed to tear through the void like blades, making his muscles feel as if they were about to split.
