The sound was unforgettable to him, and those blank eyes lingered like a nightmare.
His power was indeed no match for Yang Xibi.
They likely couldn't even last one round.
But the insulting look Yang Xibi gave him, as if he were an ant, was unbearable.
Today Wen Ping was here, so what did he have to fear?
Ji Liangping stared directly at the newcomer, coldly saying, "Stop, this is the forbidden land of Celestial Academy, no one is allowed to enter!"
The sword tip touched the ground, ready to rise at any moment.
Yang Xibi glanced at the long sword, smiled slightly, and raised his hand without looking back. The bearded elder stepped forward and said coldly, "Old man, are you courting death?"
"I am entrusted to prevent anyone from approaching within a thousand meters of the Purification Pool."
After speaking, Ji Liangping raised the sword tip straight at the bearded elder.
He didn't want to waste words.
Nor did he want to delay for time.
