C187 Against the Warlord's Team

"Hahaha, good. Little sister, you must keep your word." Feng Batian laughed loudly. His long blade was unstoppable, but Yeh Wuxie could feel that Feng Batian did not use his full strength.

"Humph!" Little Sister Ao was slightly angered and swung her sword at him. Two beams of light intertwined with each other, and within three breaths of time