C1536 A Living Sword.
The Destiny Hall Master's old face was filled with calmness.
He even took a step forward, preparing to face the impending death.
"Wait!"
Before Ye Feng could even advise Mong Ya, the All Things Hall Master spoke in a gloomy voice.
His aura became heavy. Mong Ya's shoulder was pressed down by Ye Feng, and he was temporarily stopped in his tracks
