Zhao Feng’s situation obviously attracted the attention of both friends and enemies alike. After all, he was a True Mystic Rank and a Rank One Killing Order had been placed on him.
However, Zhao Feng’s situation made others suspicious of whether he could even stand.
“Zhe zhe, this mission is pretty good. A foundation-injured True Lord Rank and a weak True Mystic Rank genius.”
The Eighteenth Core Elder flew into the air.
He led part of his troops and formed a pincer attack on Zhao Feng, Old Su, Princess Jin, and the key figures.
“Su Tianchen, a True Lord Rank, will now die by my hands.”
The slender black-dressed woman rubbed her short dagger
In reality, the blow just then hadn’t injured Old Su very much, but she already grasped victory in her hands because she knew Old Su’s weakness.
Old Su was, without a doubt, powerful. The two Elders would only be confident in defeating him if they teamed up.
