Captain Lu looked at Luo Cheng as he approached step by step. His throat felt dry, and he took a deep breath before continuing:
"Li Yun is a key disciple cultivated by the Extreme Dao Sect. Beyond that, he's also a descendant of the Li family of the Great Chu Dynasty! If you kill him, you won't survive either. Stop now, and we can stay out of each other's way!"
"Stay out of each other's way?"
Luo Cheng sneered, "Those words should be said to the hundreds of villagers who tragically died! Enough of the nonsense, don't try to stall for time! No matter who he is, today he will meet his death!"
Whish!
As his words fell, Luo Cheng sprang forward, leaving a blur behind as he charged swiftly.
So fast!
Captain Lu's scalp tingled. Gritting his teeth, he shouted fiercely:
"Form up! Bind and kill!"
Clang!
Nearly ten members of the Black Qilin Army assembled in formation. Their combined momentum resembled a black serpent, spiraling towards Luo Cheng.
