"Vice Alliance Leader Liu, it's not necessary!"
Ye Tianchen said aloud.
But Liu Weichao shouted, "Little Friend Ye, seize the opportunity! Leave quickly!"
"Go to the East Sea Martial Alliance and ask our Alliance Leader to come!"
Taoist Yankun coldly snorted, "It's too late!"
Facing Ye Tianchen's punch, he unexpectedly turned around with a sword!
The wooden sword brought out a sound of splitting the air, directly colliding heavily with Liu Weichao's soft sword!
Liu Weichao's right arm was already injured, so he was only holding the sword with his left arm, leading to a decline in both power and speed...
Clang!
The soft sword in Liu Weichao's hand was directly knocked flying!
His left hand was numbed with shock!
Already internally injured, he now spit out fresh blood!
The whole person staggered back over ten steps, and sat heavily on the ground.
His face was full of panic.
Around him, others, like Lu Taichang, were even more dumbfounded.
