"Wahh!"

The thousands of Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples wailed as they looked to hide anywhere.

"Third Uncle, quickly! Finish him quickly!”

Jiang Ji liked it when the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples called him “Third Uncle.” By that logic, Jiang Ding was “Second Uncle.”

Wu Yu's sword and staff had laid waste to the entire Zhongyuan Dao Sect!

However, even though he was facing an army by himself, he had not even frowned at the difficulty!

To Jiang Ji, the biggest headache was that Wu Yu was crippling the disciples. The buildings of the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain could be rebuilt - that was a small matter. But the disciples were the foundation of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect!

To Jiang Xie, even his brother Jiang Ding's death could not stop his advance. But if Wu Yu rendered every last disciple of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect helpless, then there would be a gap in the sect. Even if they took the Bipo Mountain Range, it would be a grave blow!

"Don't think you can run!"

The two chased and ducked through the entire Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain.

"Muxue, stop him!"

From afar, Jiang Ji bawled to his lover.

This eighth tier Qi Condensation elder was ready.

She appeared before Wu Yu!

In her hands was a scroll, which she opened before Wu Yu. It...