"Bastard, what are you talking about? Get out of here!" The man who was knocked away by Lu Yue yelled again.
Bang!
Before he finished speaking, a strong gust of wind passed by, and the man immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards towards the bottom of the ring.
The person who took action was the old man on the other side who had reached the eighth level of Taoism.
Just when the man was about to fall to the ground, a wave of air swept over him, lifted him up, and then slowly landed on the ground.
Otherwise, given his condition, he would lose some skin even if he died.
Then I saw an old man flying up to the sky, and then landed on the ring.
Chapter completed!