C271 One Against Two

Even though it was noon, it was still so cold.

On the outskirts of the city, the miserable wind whistled past his ears, blowing away the white hair on Thirteenth Master's head.

Traces of true qi gathered on the old man's palms, wrapping around his withered fingers.

His gaze was filled with killing intent as he stared at Luo Xuan who was not far away.

"Luo Family kid