"Sir, we are the Li family in Dongcheng. Please, please..."
When a Wu Zong was lying outside the carriage talking inside the carriage window, Yang Ji's expression turned cold and he suddenly took action.
"Get away!"
The rumbling sound was like an explosion of thunder, causing people in the dense crowd to flip over. The next moment, there was a flash of blood, and a very deep blood-colored ball of light grew from small to large, and suddenly exploded from the carriage Yang Ji was riding in.
Boom!
Waves of blood rolled and strong winds blew. All the figures lying outside the carriage, including the master who fell from the sky like an eagle, were all blown away by Yang Ji's burst of blood energy.
The sky shook, the earth shook, and the originally fierce crowd suddenly experienced a moment of dead silence. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!