Ye Dun and others stopped, and their faces turned slightly cold.

In front of this figure, there are five people, wearing crescent gowns, carrying swords, who emit a fierce breath, even if it is such a stare, it makes people feel some stabbing pain in the eyes.

And the first place is a young man, sword-eyed stars, sharp as a peak, there is a crack deep in the eyebrow, some similar to vertical eyes, with evil breath.

"What do you want to do, sir?" Leaf Dust was silent, with a glimpse of the remaining light, and a keen discovery emerged on Wanqing's face with the color of fear, fleeting, but...