C573 Pill Martial Arts Competition

wumen.

Within the great hall, the atmosphere was heavy, as killing intent permeated the air.

The purple-robed old man had a head full of white hair, and his face was lined with ravines. He looked very ancient.

A disciple replied in a trembling voice.

"It's the little Junior Brother Yuan Zhen. He's the one who added up to us when we lost our wager three years ago."

Another disciple added