Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

no record of killing enemies above his own rank, few contemporaries could match him in combat.Especially the way he wields his broadsword, with sweeping attacks that are like a hurricane tearing throu...A moment later, the ghost cultivator knelt on one knee before Lu Ye, his expression respectful. Having refined the blood essence, the ghost cultivator naturally felt a sense of awe towards Lu Ye.gh, his face complex as he looked at the figure ahead.He didn't use any means to restrain himself, he just turned his back like that.He seemed unconcerned, as if he didn't care at all whether I would...