Chapter 135 If He Came to Fight, I Would Break his Tailbone.

The fierce fighting between the two gangs of the martial arts circles lasted all night.

After the battle, the whole Mount Ruyi was dyed red with blood, bloody and burning.

In the dense forest, corpses piled up like mountains, and the night breeze flowed quietly, blowing away the strong metal smell which burst out from the mutual attack of weapons.

Leng Qingtang hung his sword and moved forward slowly, his embroidered boots with curled-up dragon patterns stepping on the remaining bloodstains. His pale and thin face was hard to dispel the look of killing.

Over the head, the crescent moon seemed to have eaten blood. The color was intensely red, and the light ink cloud floating on the moon hook was also soaked by the blood moon and was plated with a hazy red outline.

Leng Qingtang raised his head and looked into the sky, frowning silently.

He suddenly thought of the snowy night eleven years ago. Blood and fire