A familiar voice!

Yang Ye stopped and looked over. There was a woman standing to his right.

An Nanjing!

It was An Nanjing who had been gone for quite some time!

Yang Ye was stunned for a moment, and then he cracked a smile, “You’re here!”

An Nanjing nodded and walked over to Yang Ye’s side.

Both of them gazed at the middle aged man.

The middle aged man sized up An Nanjing, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Meanwhile, they didn’t waste their breath and just vanished on the spot.

The middle aged man’s expression changed slightly.

He overlapped his hands and slammed them forward.

The space before him cracked open and was obliterated!

Meanwhile, a spear tore through space and arrived before him.

Dagger-Axe!

An Nanjing’s Dagger-Axe stabbed directly against the man’s palm, but it couldn’t pierce through his palm. The middle aged man had forcefully stopped it! Moreover, Dagger-Axe instantly curved!

However, the middle aged man’s pupils suddenly constricted. He hurriedly pulled his hands back because a sword had soundlessly arrived behind him.

The middle...