Chapter 843
Long Xiaoshan slowly stood up.
No matter how fiercely Wang Chao and the group of young masters brought with them fought, smashing every table, chair, flowerpot, and various household items into dust, and leaving the ground pitted and uneven as if a hurricane had swept through, the two meters around where Xiaoshan sat remained calm and undisturbed.
Whatever residual waves of palm strikes, fist strength, blade winds, or sword Qi came his way, they all dissipated into nothingness.
At that moment, Wang Chao retreated to his side, swallowed the elixir pills upon hearing his words, and directly sat down to regulate his breath, while Long Xiaoshan slowly stood up.
The hunchbacked elder, the middle-aged swordsman, and the woman in red were all taken aback.
In their eyes, Long Xiaoshan dared to be so unbridled only because of Wang Chao's prowess.
As long as they killed Wang Chao, Long Xiaoshan would be a joke in front of a true expert from a Hidden Sect.
