Li Yu suddenly smiled and shrugged his shoulders: "I'm sorry, your sister has long been betrothed to Wu Zhantian of the Wu Family in Capital City. In life she belongs to the Wu Family, and in death she is a ghost of the Wu Family. Her relics naturally belong to the Wu Family."
Li Da's face was full of anger: "Li Yu, you're still spiteful and want us to go to the Wu Family, don't you?"
"Exactly. If you want the relics, go to the Wu Family. Whether they want to give them is not up to me."
Li Yu shrugged his shoulders.
Yang Tian was displeased.
This old fellow was also a cunning person.
"Heaven-shattering Divine Palm!"
Yang Tian suddenly sprang forward and struck out with a palm.
Li Yu frowned. At such a close distance, he couldn't possibly dodge, and he hadn't expected Yang Tian to strike at this moment.
Bang!
A dull thump echoed.
Li Yu was directly struck by Yang Tian's palm, but his cultivation had long reached the mid-stage of the Nirvana Spirit Realm.
