out. He couldn't suppress it, and a spray of blood erupted from his mouth, staining the air...His vision blurred as he stared at the familiar yet strange figure standing before him. He knew that in t..."Draw your sword." Under the big tree, the man leaning against its trunk looked at Lu Ye calmly.

Lú Yè quietly watched him.

>>e, Hou Fei's long sword at his waist was already unsheathed. Hong Xiang's eyes widened, because in that instant, Hou Fei's face was rapidly twisting and changing, and even his cultivation level, which...