A martial envoy nearby pointed at him and introduced,"open your dog eyes and take a good look. This is Wu Jianqing, our sacred martial division's Deputy martial Lord."
He looked at Xiao ran and scolded him.
"Hurry up and bow!"
Little Zhou sneered,"what an arrogant man you are, sacred martial division. You actually ordered us divine sword guards to bow! What, are you trying to take over the chicken's nest?"
The martial envoy's face turned cold as he rebuked,"Who Do You Think You Are? You actually dare to point fingers at me!"
He pulled out his palm, and with a huge gust of wind, he ruthlessly whipped it toward little Zhou's face.
He was very fast and his cultivation was higher than little Zhou 's.
Just as his palm was about to land on little Zhou's face, Xiao ran reached out and caught his hand.
"Let go!" The martial envoy berated.
A green light rolled out from his palm and was about to knock Xiao ran's palm away and injure him.
