Suddenly, a mirror appeared near Yunxiao, and as the light flickered, Zhe's figure appeared.
He had relied on the power of the thousand revolution array to forcefully teleport over and was actually faster than everyone else.
"Gu Feiyang, I bet you never thought that you would die in my hands!"
Zhe's face turned cold. He held the mirror in his left hand and made a hand seal with his right hand. A lute fell from the sky and he took it into his arms.
Yunxiao's face was calm, and he and beiming Nan seemed to be completely indifferent to everything else. They were trying to merge the Thunder World with the green Poison, completely ignoring him.
Zhe snorted and seemed to be a little annoyed. He plucked his five fingers in the air and the sound of the PIPA's string vibrated, turning into a slash.
"I'll be your opponent."
Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in front of him, and a sharp sword slashed out, cutting the string sound with a bang.
