final showdown! Now!”"Then what can you offer" Lu Ye asked in a low voice. He wasn't necessarily intent on killing Luo Ji, but he felt that the three-day battle had cost him too much. If Luo Ji could...A moment later, the ghost cultivator knelt on one knee before Lu Ye, his expression respectful. Having refined the blood essence, the ghost cultivator naturally felt a sense of awe towards Lu Ye.His Panzhan blade unsheathed, he swung it towards the incoming arrow.With a deafening roar, spiritual energy surged. Lu Ye's body was sent flying backward by the tremendous impact. Just as he regained...
Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap