"Hahaha." Wu Yong suddenly started laughing loudly.
His laughter was filled with anger.
He was obviously angry at Feng Jiu Ge for wanting to help Fang Yuan.
"Good."
"Good."
"Both of you are only rank seven Gu Immortals, but have rank eight battle strength."
"Let me experience what level of strength you two have!"
A rank eight Gu Immortal's pride and confidence made the killing intent inside Wu Yong flourish and intensify.
He was absolutely confident of his victory.
So what if it was one against two?
He, Wu Yong, was a rank eight Gu Immortal, while his opponents were only rank seven.
How could the gulf between rank seven and rank eight be so easy to bridge?
Let alone when he had an Immortal Gu House with him.
Clear Jade Dripping Wind Tiny Bamboo Building — a rank eight Immortal Gu House!
A rank eight Gu Immortal with a rank eight Immortal Gu House, how could he lose?
