The magical warrior was defeated by him in one palm. He was just the first level of the Transformation Spirit. That guy wanted to challenge him?

Gudong!

His throat was dry and he wanted to shout for refusal, but he couldn't say anything.

Even unable to speak out.

The elder was stunned for a moment and said tremblingly: "Su, Su Yang, you, your strength?"

The purple flames in Su Yang's eyes quickly faded away, and he grinned and said, "Great Elder, I only have the sixth level of blood and soul now."

Ghostly believe.

Many people muttered in fear.

The Great Elder breathed a sigh of relief. With his strength, it was naturally obvious that when the purple light retreated in Su Yang's eyes, he only had the strength of the sixth level of Blood Soul.

This sentence came out, and many people in the venue breathed a sigh of relief, including Duanmu Yu.

"Duanmuyu, go up."
Chapter completed!