Confidence still appeared on Lu Wenjie's face, and only he knew it.

What my teacher practiced was not martial arts, but the immortal path of misty immortality.

Duanmu Lei, even though he is a monster, is still not enough in front of his teacher.

But what others didn't know was that both Xiao Yurong and Mo Ruyu were nervous, their beautiful eyes fixed on the ring.

At this time, the strong wind had already arrived in front of Xiao Changfeng, like a giant sword more than ten meters long, coming out of the air to cut Xiao Changfeng in half.

However, Xiao Changfeng did not dodge or dodge, and still stood on the same spot, seemingly frightened.

Boom!

The terrifying strong wind directly cut a three- to four-meter-long crack into the granite ground. The crack stretched out and the earth split open, like a small abyss.

In an instant, dust and smoke flew everywhere, and rocks collapsed.

Everyone is staring here closely.

The Ninth Prince...is he dead?

However, at this moment, a faint voice sounded from the dust and smoke.
Chapter completed!