"Hmph! Such arrogance you have, sir, not afraid the wind will snap your tongue?" Before Murong Baiyun could speak, an elder in a green robe sneered ahead of him.
"And what are you? Worthy of talking to me?" Zhang Xiaohao scoffed.
With a flicker, he was already in front of the elder.
So fast that everyone present couldn't react in time.
The elder in green garments felt but a blur before his eyes, and despite his cultivation at the Peak of Control Realm, he couldn't react in time.
By the time everything came to a halt, he realized he was lifted off the ground by his neck, forcibly hoisted up from the dirt.
"Ah! You lowlife, dare to launch a sneak attack on me, courting death!" the elder in green shouted angrily.
A tremendous True Qi burst out wildly, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not muster even a trace of it.
It was as if all the True Qi inside him had been completely sealed.
