King Wutong walked toward the main hall unaffected by the swords swinging around him.
The five mysterious men behind him were like a huge mountain blocking off all dangers that were around him.
Puchi!
A head was tossed high up into the air.
It rolled beside King Wutong's feet. It belonged to Chao En and even if he died, his eyes were filled with reluctance and anger.
King Wutong didn't stop at all and continued to walk forward.
One of the mysterious men behind him kicked the head away.
"Brother, you are here."
When King Wutong was about to step into the main hall, a voice spread out.
Shortly after, a terrifying aura spread over. The Zhao Family Ancestor was first to attack and he wanted to kill King Wutong in one strike but the five mysterious men blocked.
