C2782 CHAPTER2782 YOUR SWORD YOUR WOUND

There was no hope left! All he felt was endless despair. So, the British cultivator from the Celestial Net Palace, positioned at the back, decided to make a quick exit. He wasn't about to become cannon fodder!

Meanwhile, the Zhuge Charging Spear Soldiers were gaining strength as they swept the battlefield. The number of cultivators surrounding Pang Xujie, the young hall master of Tian Luo Hall