from Giant Shell.Once again, screams echoed through the air as the cultivators from Wanmo Ridge, wounded by Lu Ye's weapons and Yi Yi's spells, cried out in pain.The way ahead is clear, having broken..."Draw your sword." Under the big tree, the man leaning against its trunk looked at Lu Ye calmly.

Lú Yè quietly watched him.

>>tar."Her face was flushed red... She blushed.Lu Ye nodded slightly: “The Dharma has no rank!”Three fellows who had taken on pseudonyms looked at each other, the atmosphere becoming momentarily silent....