C1203 Yi Sword Palace Heavenly Sword Son

"Humph!"

Zhu Qingyang snorted coldly, before looking at the rest of the Qianxue City.

"I'll say it again, all those who have nothing better to do scram!"

Wave after wave of sound surged, the air currents surged, pressuring the entire Qianxue City.

For a moment, the numerous Martial Cultivator within the Qianxue City gritted their teeth as they felt indignant and indignant