Mike's series of wild attacks landed on the disciple like a gust of strong wind that came out of nowhere before they disappeared in a flash. The disciple of Herb Mountain, Addison Qiao, guarded Miranda. He retreated more than ten steps away to keep a safe distance between them and Mike. Holding the Golden Bronze Sword, he pointed it at Mike, although at this moment, none of them knew it was actually Mike who was attacking them. Addison's sword glinted with a chilling light, intensifying his fierce aura.
One of the disciples was dead, while the other two were heavily injured. Amidst the bloody scent wafting through the woods, the injured disciples lay on the ground, groaning in agony. They were unable to move much at all...
From the darkness, Mike rose up. His eyes were like cold st
