The dense mountain forest was filled with a strong air of killing intent.
Two groups of people stood opposing each other with swords drawn. An Muyi's gaze was full of hatred and anger as she looked at Mu Qianyue ahead. The saying "enemies meet, their eyes turn red" exactly described the situation now.
Mu Qianyue hadn't expected to encounter someone from the An family so soon. After all, this Holy Martial Mountain was so vast, and even if there weren't tens of thousands, there were at least thousands of families left. Yet fate was strangely miraculous for her to encounter them so quickly.
An Muyi and He Lianze were not fools. They knew that Mu Qianyue had Nalan Jing, a Divine Martial Artist, by her side. So, they immediately turned and ran. Even if there were seven or eight Holy Martial Artists combined, they wouldn't be a match for him, not to mention Mu Qianyue's group wasn't weak either.
