Immediately after, before the masked man could recover his senses, the black-clad men beside him fell one by one until only the masked man remained standing.
"You... you..."
The masked man looked at those who had fallen to the ground, then raised his head to look at Qian Jiyun, who stood not far away, seemingly without having moved an inch.
This person was terrifying; he had clearly not noticed him make any moves, yet the people around him had all collapsed.
With such combat skills and cultivation level, do they even have a necessity to exist?
Seeing Qian Jiyun about to make a move against him, he couldn't care about anything else and immediately knelt before Qian Jiyun.
"You can't kill me, I'm from the Qingdong Plane."
"Oh, Qingdong Plane?"
Qian Jiyun, who originally intended to end him, paused.
So this man came from the Qingdong Plane, but so what? Who said he couldn't kill someone from the Qingdong Plane?
