"This kid has finally shown up. Let's summon him back quickly so I can see how much he has improved over the years," Xu Fan said with a smile.
At this moment, the camera in the melee live broadcast had just turned to Wang Xiangchi.
He was currently facing the onslaught of dozens of Hidden Spirit Sect Disciples with his good disciple.
If it wasn't for the super-luxury sword array protection from Han Feiyu, he would have been eliminated a long time ago.
On the ground of the great melee, there were piles of disciples who had lost their ability to resist.
They were all picked up by Pu Tao one by one and arranged neatly on the ground.
They could only quietly watch the battle in the sky.
In a distant and tranquil starfield, Sword Wuji, who had just left, felt as if he had been abandoned by the world.
"I don't know how Master, Junior Fellow, and the Sect are doing. This time, I received the inheritance of the Great Saint and advanced to the realm of the Golden Immortal Peak."
