In mid-air, Gu Xi's veins bulged on his forehead as he glared at Zhan Wushuang. A monstrous killing intent gushed out from his body, and his vast spiritual energy madly tore the surrounding void. At this moment, the anger in his heart could be said to have reached its peak and completely erupted.
He did not go down to check on Little Nine's injuries. His divine sense told him that Little Nine was still alive, but his aura was extremely weak. It was obvious that he had suffered more serious injuries from the blow just now.
"Zhan Wushuang, I will definitely make you pay the price today!"
Gu Xi took a deep breath and his cold eyes looked as if he wanted to swallow his enemy alive.
"You! If you knew this would happen, why did you do that?"
Somewhere in the void, a hand reached out and forcefully tore open a crack that was big enough for one person to pass through. Zhan Wushuang's figure slowly walked out from the crack and sized up the furious Gu Xi.
