"Where did you guys come from? Why do you intend to deal with our Flame Valley?"

Wuta asked in a voice.

Although he has been following the leader of the Lieyan Valley for many years, he has never heard of any enemy in the Lieyan Valley.

"Haha, you guy is not qualified to ask these questions at all!" The man with a scarred face sneered, then raised his hand slightly, and fell down with the momentum, and the group of subordinates who surrounded Uta suddenly moved.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wuta stepped heavily on the ground with his feet. The sound of thunder rolling in the sky and earth was remembered, and the sound of thunderstorms around him was endless.

After seeing the scene in front of them, the strong men couldn't help but feel timid. They looked at each other in a glance, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and they didn't dare to rush forward rashly.

The man with scarred face snorted with contempt and scolded him snorted: "You useless guys, you can't even deal with such a waste, you really lose your face!"

The group of subordinates could hear this and pressed their heads down one by one, but they didn't dare to say anything more.

And just as the man with scarred faces had not yet finished speaking, his figure flashed out of thin air, like a phantom, flashing in front of Uta in the blink of an eye.

Such cultivation made Wu Ta's eyes open, and a little horror appeared in his pupils, and his face was pale, like a piece of white paper.

And this kind of cultivation also made Uta realize that he was definitely not his opponent.

"What? You, the waste in the Flame Valley, shouldn't you have only such a little cultivation level?"

The man with scarred face asked, his words full of teasing and sarcasm.

"No matter how much cultivation you have, even if you have tried your best to do your life, I will never let you succeed!"

Uta said fiercely with gritted teeth.

And his hands clenched angrily, and a bright white flash appeared in all directions. The white flash party rushed towards the man with scarred faces.

"Haha, it's ridiculous to dare to show off your skills in front of me!"

The man with a scar on his face smiled coldly, then stretched out his hand in the air, grabbed the white flash in his palm, and grabbed it with force. The white flash turned into a ray of blue smoke, floating in the void, and disappeared.

Wuta was really scared by the scene in front of her. Her eyes were wide open, her pupils were flashing with fear, and the cold sweat on her forehead kept slid down her cheeks like heavy rain.

"Although I didn't catch any big fish this time, I can at least give an explanation to bring you, the little shrimp, back!"

The scar-faced man said faintly, and in response to the words, his figure disappeared in front of Wuta, and stood behind Wuta in an instant.

When Uta noticed it, it was already too late.

The scar-faced man slashed down with a knife in the air, hitting Wuta's neck.

Wuta felt a pain in his neck, and then the scene in front of him gradually became dimmed. He could not use any strength all over his body, and his body was soft like a pool of soft mud, and he fainted on the ground. "Take this guy away!"

The man with scarred face ordered his men and said.

And the group of men were pounding their heads like pounding garlic, responding repeatedly.

满脸刀疤的男子随即带着人离去.

After seeing the scene in front of him, Chunxiang and Dongxiang looked at each other, and their faces could not help but show a look of worry.

Only then did the two of them understand the meaning of what Uta said before appearing.

"Now that guy has been taken away? What should we do?" Dongxiang said at a loss on her face.
Chapter completed!