440. The Fall Of The General of Old

'That Shu Liong!' 

As she dodged another array of invisible blades carried by the wind, Lang Mizhue created another copy of the attack with her giant mirror while she sent a glance to the man in red robe and red threads all over him. It was the same ominous feeling she had when the General of Old burned his dantian to gain momentary power. This time, it seems like her friend would attempt the same thing. 

'Not good… I have to save him…' 

But the moment her attention wandered elsewhere, another rolling storm enveloped her figure. The raging wind called upon thunderbolts and at the same time, they tried to rip apart the transparent barr

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