Chapter 166: Self-Destruction of the Spirit Aperture

sciples. In just a few days, fifty people were sent in.These little guys, basically all thirteen or fourteen years old, some even younger, looking only around ten years old at most, the oldest no more...On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

The sake of this punch's explosion.Who would have thought that a cultivator would throw a punchLü Yè had expected this sudden attack. Faced with the punch, he remained unfazed. A brilliant light flashed...