Seeing Chu Ming arrive, Bei Yun showed a trace of joy on his face. In just a few minutes, Blood Cloud Palace had already lost three or four Guiyuan Realm martial artists. If this continues, none of them will escape.
Although Chu Ming and Feng Yu Yan were not members of Blood Cloud Palace, if they wanted to continue entering the cave, they must clear all these ghost puppets.
"Brother Chu, please come and assist me."
Seeing Chu Ming hesitating to make a move, Bei Yun couldn't help but feel anxious. A sword mark flashed across the air, slicing a ghost puppet into two segments instantly.
"Should we make a move?"
Hearing Bei Yun's exclamation, Feng Yu Yan turned her head and asked Chu Ming.
"Let's go."
Chu Ming's expression was calm and unperturbed as he spoke lightly. There were quite a number of these ghost puppets, and their strength was not weak. The men of Blood Cloud Palace alone could not resolve this.
Boom!
