C141 Great War!

In the depths of the forest, five or six martial artists had surrounded a pair of young men and women. Not far from them, there were more than ten cold corpses lying on the ground.

The leader was an old man in his fifties with a sharp blade in his hand and a fiery cloud stuck between his eyebrows.

"Mo Li, leave behind the treasures and I'll let you go!"

The old man's name was Ouyang Huang