Decisively denied.
Cen Zhuangzhuang's legs went weak under the deathly stare, as he nervously swallowed. Who could provoke a mother tyrannosaur?
Yet, in the brief moment of their distraction, Yan Yurou stepped forward a few paces, instantly closing the distance!
One second, they were more than ten to twenty meters apart, and the next, she was right before them.
Compared to a few years ago, her Taixu Taoist Skill had reached a profound level of mastery; even the usually unflappable Cen Yueyue was filled with shock within her heart, caught completely off guard by that move.
If the information heard is true, this woman hasn't been cultivating much longer than Jiang Feng, merely an extra year at most, yet to attain such a level of cultivation in such a remote and small place like Qingshui County, how does it house such hidden dragons and crouching tigers?
