"Xiaochen!"
Ni Qingyao shouted, reaching out to grab him, but her body involuntarily fell backward.
"Mom! Let's hurry up and go, we can't cause trouble for Xiaochen."
Yang Rou quickly supported her, using her other hand to pull Yang Xiao, struggling to walk outside.
"Stop those three women, don't let them escape!"
The members of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect saw the beauties about to escape and panicked, wanting to rush out and chase them but were stopped by Yang Cheng blocking the exit.
"If you want to chase them, you'll have to get past me first!"
His expression was grim, blood at the corner of his mouth, his whole body exuding a murderous aura, momentarily frightening them.
Although the Ten Thousand Poison Sect had the numbers, none of them were a match for Yang Cheng.
"Facing death, and still thinking about saving women!"
Qian E sneered disdainfully.
If it weren't for Yang Cheng's body still being useful, he would have already waved his hand and obliterated him.
