C2227 Peerless Grandeur

"You're courting death!"

A cold snort came from the crowd. The voice wasn't loud, but it transmitted clearly into Murong Yu's ears.

At the same time, a figure stepped into the air from the crowd. This was a middle-aged man, a supreme existence on the level of a Daolord.

He looked at Murong Yu with a murderous look, and at the same time, formed a hand seal with his hands. Following which