Chapter 542: Wind Blade Dragon

"You stormed into the main hall of my Tianwu Temple, killed my disciples, and truly believe that I, Tianku Daoist, am a clay idol without a temper?" Ralap Li moved so swiftly that by the time Tianku Daoist reacted, four disciples lay dead in a pool of blood. His brow furrowed deeply, eyes ablaze with murderous intent. Those slain were his prized disciples. The remaining disciples of Tianwu Temple stood, eyes glinting coldly. A person from the third district had dared to cause such bloodshed in...