"No matter how many powerful enemies there are, Sword God Zhou will still dare to come!" Zhao Congjian said coldly. Hearing this, the dandy in front of them nodded.
Seeing that the majority were on Sword God Zhou's side, the big man did not say anything else and only shook his head as he chuckled. From how he saw it, Sword God Zhou was placed on too high of a pedestal.
He would have a terrible fall sooner or later!
Jiang Xue curled her lip as she said in a low voice, "Looks like there are many people admiring you."
Among the thousands of people, most of the discussions were about how powerful Sword God Zhou was.
Zhou Xuanji chuckled, not expressing his opinion.
Inwardly, he felt quite amazed—he had just done a few things; were these things worth worshipping him over?
These people were so strange.
