The Purple Gold Warrior was sent flying before he even noticed Li Xiandao.
Hong!
He smacked heavily into the ground, and the armor on his body collapsed. He spat out mouthfuls of blood as he looked towards Li Xiandao in disbelief.
"I actually didn't notice you?" The Purple Gold Warrior's expression was one of shock.
He didn't expect that he wouldn't be able to sense it when someone flew at him at high speeds and attacked him.
That was just too terrifying!
The only explanation was that Li Xiandao was too strong.
The old priest was tongue-tied. "Boss is much stronger than before."
Li Xiandao was wearing a black robe and had the golden mask on his face. He walked forwards slowly and asked, "You said that no one in Ancient Desolate Land is your opponent. What about now?"
