"Ah?" Lei Wu was taken aback.
No way, you're thanking me?
"Courting death." The black-robed figure fixed his blood-red eyes coldly on Qin Yuesheng. As a witness, he couldn't possibly let him leave. Yet, not only did the other party not flee, but he also approached actively, leaving the black-robed figure with no reason to let him go.
He grabbed Lei Wu and charged toward Qin Yuesheng, throwing a punch aimed at his face.
A punch from a martial artist with Inner Strength is already fierce, and with added Inner Strength, it can instantly explode the head of a martial artist below the Inner Power Realm without any issue.
Seeing that Qin Yuesheng was quite young, the black-robed figure didn't take him seriously at all.
Seeing this person actually attacking, Qin Yuesheng was amused.
He didn't even need the Celestial Demon Evil Blade; he directly reached out and grabbed the fist of the black-robed figure. Under the disdainful gaze of the opponent, Qin Yuesheng had already grabbed him.
