The first to charge ahead was still the fearless Ran Kui, but this time was different.
Because the instant he rose from the ground, a virtual shadow of a wine cup appeared around him, protecting his entire body. Meanwhile, a lock of a woman's hair appeared in his hand.
"Indeed, seeking death."
The sea-crossing old devil sneered, but the action in his hands did not stop.
He circled his hands with Spiritual Qi, then clasped them in front of his chest, and several dozen feet ahead of him, two swords formed from black mist appeared, stabbing directly at Ran Kui from left and right.
They cut through countless black clouds.
Before, Ran Kui had exhausted all his skills to resist every lethal attack from the sea-crossing old devil, but this time he did not even attempt to dodge.
Holding the black hair, he faced it head-on.
Fearless, or perhaps seeking his own death.
