"Damn it, he's coming this way."
The Underworld Ghost's face changed.
Long Yan also sensed it. Xing Yu's aura was approaching them.
Within the time of two breaths, Xing Yu appeared before Long Yan and others.
"Is this man Xing Yu?"
Long Yan and the others were sizing up Xing Yu.
Xing Yu was a middle-aged man, in his early thirties, tall and burly, dressed in clothes of strength, with iron chains locked on his body, full of Evil Qi from head to toe. The first impression was that he was not someone easy to deal with.
Xing Yu's aura was very powerful. If one paid close attention, they would indeed feel the fluctuations of the Emperor Realm aura inside him, albeit forcibly suppressed.
"This man might be even stronger than the Blood Mad Butcher."
A touch of heaviness rose in the depths of Long Yan's eyes. They were both at the peak of the Emperor Realm, but he felt that the Blood Mad Butcher might not necessarily be Xing Yu's match.
