C159 End

A cold wind blew. A cold killing intent flashed in Guan Yang's eyes. Just as he was about to make his move, the Gao Clan's martial cultivators finally made their move.

He turned around abruptly and saw the incoming fist. The corner of Guan Yang's mouth slightly raised. His body was like a nimble snake as he dodged the attack.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!"

Before he finished his sentence