C950 He Was Zhan Tianming

Sou!

Zhan Tianming's figure was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning shuttling through the snow. The flying snow was easily deflected by the True Qi on his body, and couldn't be touched in the slightest.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

Behind Zhan Tianming, a group of female disciples, deacons