The breeze brings a touch of freshness. But the two groups of people in the sky didn't feel it. Instead, the atmosphere became more and more tense.

naturally, Gao Feng at the bottom also heard the words of the emperor of the netherworld. Looking at the number of people in the sky who were obviously in the downwind, Feng Dongting's eyes showed a worry.

he can't get involved in the battle of the sword master. If the battle really starts, he will face the red haired man and his dozens of disciples of the demon sect.

"haha, it's not a pity to let them go at such a good opportunity."...