There were two people standing on the grey flying sword in the distance. One of them was Han Songcheng with a treacherous smile, the other was the gloomy Vulture. When he saw Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing give chase, Han Songcheng’s heart was filled with excitement. He suppressed his excitement and cruelly calculated how he was going to deal with these two.

Bai Qingqing was even more confused. Previoused they had kept luring them by staying at the same speed as them, and now they had stopped. “Were they trying to lure us in?” Bai Qingqing sneered. From everything she had experienced since young, she was not afraid of Han Songcheng’s schemes. Since the other party wanted to set a trap, they might as well just slaughter their way though.

Even Zhao Jiuge knew what Han Songcheng was thinking. Even a fool would understand what was happening. Zhao Jiuge trembled with excitement while looking at the two people before them. There wasn’t too much in his mind right now. All he wanted to do was battle, so much so that the battle intent ached in his bones.

Han Songcheng  revealed...