He pulled up Yang Qiuhui and disappeared suddenly.

Li Hongxiu and Xu Qingquan looked at each other, and they had to follow Yang Qiuhui's breath to pursue the past.

When they chased Yang Qiuhui, they saw Yang Qiuhui sitting cross-legged behind Chang Yunxian and Chang Dharma King to exercise their skills.

Chang Yun's string's face was covered with gold, and his breath was dying.

Li Chengkong disappeared.

"Master?" Li Hongxiu asked softly, "Where is Elder Li?"

"I'm going to chase the leader." Yang Qiuhui said in a deep voice.

His face was as gloomy as a dark cloud.

"Is it the leader's move?" Li Hongxiu asked softly.

Yang Qiuhui nodded slowly.

Xu Qingquan said silently: "Only with the cultivation level of the leader, can he injure the Chang Dharma King so easily?"

Yang Qiuhui snorted: "Just one palm!"

He said that the woman was not the leader of the sect, and he didn't believe it. The only one who has such extraordinary skills and cultivation in the world is the leader.
Chapter completed!