, emitting a soft hum. It zipped across hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye. The blade pointed straight at the Buddhist monk's brow.The monk, Futu Xing, roared and his body flashed. He didn't do...ano harbors nothing but a bone-deep hatred for Di Chong Xian Yu and the Heavenly Court. 。At this time, Xiong Ye was most easily swayed by Xiang Qingcheng. Originally, she wasn't very willing to enter...