In the phantom, the shadow kept moving, and there was a gust of wind.

Liu Muyun turned his head and looked behind him. There were three figures chasing him slowly. Their faces were full of contempt, just like hunters playing with prey.

"These animals!" Liu Muyun tightened his fists, and though his heart was full of anger, he was extremely helpless.

The strength of the three lonely people is indeed very strong. They who have learned the Black Jiao Tung Tianjie can swallow the real yuan at will and have strong restraint on the Pluto Sword. Otherwise, Liu Muyun will not become so confused.

"Muyun, I have confidence in killing...