Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said, "It should be at the master level, probably from the He family!"

"Huh, He Yi is so brave!" Song Shuhua frowned and said in a deep voice, "Let's go, I want to see how capable he is!"

Li Muchan said: "Maybe he came to kill me."

Song Shuhua froze, thought for a moment, flicked her hand upwards, and a spark exploded in the sky, slowly like clouds, condensing but not dispersing, just like an umbrella parked there.

Li Muchan hurriedly talked to Song Shuhua, and an old man in black suddenly appeared on the path among the woods. He was thin and short, with bright eyes. He seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth, with a majestic momentum.

Li Muchan looked at it carefully and realized that this was the demeanor of a master. It was indeed extraordinary and far beyond the comparison of a martial artist.

"It's really you!" Song Shuhua said coldly.

The old man in black cupped his fists and said calmly: "Miss Song, I'm offended."

Song Shuhua shouted: "Did He Yi ask you to come?"

The old man in black said: "I am ordered by the master of the family to avenge the disciples of the He family."

"So He Yi doesn't know?" Song Shuhua said.

The old man in black shook his head: "Young Master doesn't know."

"That's great. If I kill you, no one in the He family will know about it?" Song Shuhua said coldly.

The old man in black had a smile on his solemn face: "Not bad."

The martial artist wanted to kill the grandmaster, it was just a joke, the difference was only one level, but it was a world of difference, just like the sea water hitting the rock, no matter how strong the sea water is, it cannot shake the rock.
Chapter completed!