ing the charge, held a long sword and surrounded himself with faint azure true qi as he surged toward Fang Yu."Subject, you're it." Fang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, his left palm aimed at the oncomin...Heaven-Striking Great Saint's heart trembled.

"Heavenly Martial Saint, your opponent is me…"

At this time, Ye Ge's voice rang out again.

The Heavenly Martial Saint's expression changed, and he immediately turned to look at the side.

"Ye Ge had already appeared on his left, less than thirty meters away."

At this moment, Ye Ge's face was as cold as ice, and a faint red glow flickered in his eyes.

"in, and the more confidential it becomes."Whoosh whoosh whoosh…"Fang Yu is rapidly shuttling through the spatial passage.……The Ninth Base Camp, Trading District, a room on the third floor of the Lingj...