"I didn't expect you to have another expert by your side."
Accompanied by a cold voice, someone slowly emerged from the darkness.
Feng Boyi!
According to Shen Che, this person is a Third Grade Martial Artist.
The expert Feng Boyi mentioned was Ye Yushi beside Chen Tang.
Clang!
The Night Rain Sword was unsheathed, a cold gleam flickering under the chill moonlight.
Ye Yushi held a flute in her left hand and a sword in her right, stepping forward half a step, the tip of the sword pointed toward the ground, ready to strike at any moment.
"Nice sword!"
With keen eyes, Feng Boyi immediately recognized that Ye Yushi's weapon was no ordinary armament.
Chen Tang said, "You came quickly enough."
With Feng Xing dead at his hands, Feng Boyi naturally wouldn't let it go.
It's just, Chen Tang didn't expect him to come so quickly.
"How could Shen Che's little trick deceive the Military Lords?"
Another voice rang out from the darkness.
