European Emperor [Cultivation]

Gao, I'm afraid the disciples of the He family won't be able to hold on.

And just as Chao Yan expected, even though the disciple tried his best, he was still hit in the chest by the opponent's mace and flew upside down.

The disciple spat out a mouthful of blood, and the disciples of the He family went to help him one after another. Liu Feng sneered: "This He family is nothing more than that."

He Ting's face was really not good-looking, but he was not targeting the disciples of the He family. He ordered someone to heal his wounds, and when he wanted to send someone again, he hesitated for a moment in the face of the enthusiasm of the disciples.

Chao Zong's one-month training may be effective, but not everyone has the ability to leapfrog challenges. Seeing his disciples being beaten, he, as a Crane family, couldn't bear it.

"Who will Mr. Heting send next?" Liu Feng gloated, "If there is no one to send, why not just admit defeat and get out of Hegui City?"

He Ting tightened his fists, and the disciples wanted to scramble for it, but they heard the words Qing Lingling from the entrance.

"I come."