"Hmph!"
Lei Zhan snorted coldly and said, "Brat, don't get cocky. Do you really think Martial Emperors can only fight at close range? Not to mention a hundred paces, even if it's millions of miles away, we can still slay you."
"Ah? Martial Emperors can attack from that far away?"
Chu Xin blinked her large eyes, puzzled, and asked, "Then why do you always chase after me to fight? Why not just sit at home, wave your hand, and kill me from a thousand miles away?"
"You!"
Lei Zhan almost spat out blood in anger, while the other Martial Emperors also looked furious, filled with frustration.
They indeed wished to slay this brat from a thousand miles away, but the problem was that the Divine Coffin could block the Emperor's Thought. Without laying eyes on her, they simply couldn't sense the brat's position—how could they launch an attack from millions of miles away?
"Purple Thunder Punish Evil!"
