Chapter 687: I Don't Know Her

"You court death!" The grand matriarch of the Flowerstream Sect erupted in fury. A vast, bone-biting chill burst from her, and the temperature around them dropped by several degrees in an instant. Faces blanched as everyone staggered back. Yang Ying, especially, looked rattled, though Tang Wanli and Seven-Kill hustled her to safety. Even so, had they not been there, Yang Pojun alone would have been more than enough. Yang Ying looked nervous, her eyes flicking back and forth. Her brother was formidable,...