He was a god tier master blessed by the heavens and one of the three suns of Silvermoon.
Ever since he left the sect, everything had been smooth. He had successfully established the island of light and become a powerful organization. Even the branches of the three major organizations here, including the night patrols, would give him some face and were not willing to have any conflicts with this local god tier master blessed by the heavens.
Therefore, the island master of light Island was very arrogant. He had the right and the confidence to be arrogant.
However, at this moment, his heart was trembling.
Not good!
"Hurry ..."
Just as he was about to say something, a long stick pierced through the sky and smashed down!
"What?" Light Island master was shocked. He was also an expert, so when he saw this, he let out an angry roar and punched out. It was the divine fist of light, as if the sun had fallen.
These two people were doing this on purpose!
