Although Wen Yuan was still a distance away from being a top-tier real God, as long as he was on the eternal evergreen tree, he would be able to unleash a fighting power that was not weaker than that of a top-tier real God, which was the fighting power of the skinny Grand Elder of the Feng clan.
"Who will fight first? It's still a group battle!" Wen Yuan spoke. On the ancient evergreen tree, he wasn't afraid of any of the Feng clan's people.
Wenyuan, do you think that just because you've unleashed the strongest power of the ancient evergreen tree, our Feng clan can't do anything to you? " The skinny Grand Elder of the Feng clan coldly spoke.
After saying that, he gently chopped down with his palm.
"Swish!"
A huge blood-gold sword formed by the sharp metal Qi of heaven and earth! As soon as the sword was drawn, a light seemed to penetrate Xu Ji.
