However... Zhou Dundun knocked him down with a hammer and stepped on his back, shouting, "Are you out of your mind? When have we of the West ever surrendered to outsiders?!"
The other Westerners also clamored.
Lao Yuan squinted his eyes, murderous intent flashing in them, with cold light flowing on the Hanguang Sword as it pointed at Zhou Dundun.
"Dundun, be careful!" Qin Dandan shouted, but the sword energy suddenly paused, the blade turned and pointed at another person.
Another person who had just arrived.
A short-haired woman, raising her sword as she came.
She stood quietly on the sand dune, watching.
"Shu Man! Your arrival is useless." Mo Jinzun had just been defeated by Lao Yuan, but that didn't mean he was happy to see Shu Man; on the contrary, he held this former defeated general in contempt.
Shu Man glanced at him, said nothing, and just silently faced off with Lao Yuan.
Lao Yuan's gaze was profound, murderous intent seething.
